My Thinkin' Blog

I believe that the world from a human centric point of view is totally irrational. Life itself though is totally rational, unemotional-unsentimental and extremely creative. From the most basic unicellular organism to the more complicated one life finds a way. Some people say that life can be called 'the absense of death' but I doubt if that would explain what life is and life thrives on death. Think of the havoc bacteria or a virus can unleash in the human body. It doesn't matter whether an organism is simple or complicated..Life just keeps on going - evolving - adapting. That is what life is about.

Some people believe that knowledge sets us free. Perhaps it gives us the means and the tools to better our situation in the world; but I do not believe that it frees us. Knowledge leaves us open to all sorts of foolishness and stupidity. There is a belief that progress (or scientific advancement) is our species driven destiny but for all the good that can come from scientific advancement; a better standard of living, a longer life span- there also comes the capacity to destroy and kill on a magnitude never before imagined. We only need to look at the modern world to see the evidence of this. If you think about how we have advanced as a species you could become fearful for the future. Plato believed that the highest form of human activity was contemplation. There was once a time when being human was not so much about changing the world but seeing it. I mean by ’seeing it’ that there is a spiritual or metaphysical component to life that needs to be understood and explained. Plato bel...

What of people who appear briefly in a life; lives that clash and meld- (in the grand scheme of things)-momentarily. They are as falling stars or arcing rainbows trailing across the sky tapering off in wisps ending in no particular place. They are the bitter after taste of dark chocolate. Time passes and they become vague mixed up memories. If they had a lesson to teach, a story to tell or a role to play in that life, that moment has passed. They have slipped into the ether of another reality. BUT WHAT, IF ANYTHING, IS LEFT?

Love is like a stranger who comes Knocking at your door. Some people throw their door open wide; their light shines out like the energy of a sun, bright, blinding - they are the embodiment of optimism and enthusiasm. They are not fettered by inhibitions or fears but are awe inspiring by their brightness and their boldness. Other people open their door, but not so wide. Their light is strong - it holds a promise.  They are imbued with a sense of expectation and anticipation. Their light may not be blinding but it is still awe inspiring all the same. And then there are the people who hear the knock at the door. Sitting at the kitchen table they dim their light as low as it will go - so as it won't be noticed. They do not want to be noticed, they have had their fill of strangers knocking at their door. Perhaps they have been consumed  by fear, or disappointments. No matter what the reason their light does not shine forth either blindingly or strong with possibilities. It doe...

Do you remember the first time some kid came up to you and said “Hey Missus do ya have the right time?” You almost looked around to see who they were talking to because you weren’t a ‘Missus’! You weren’t much older than them – and then you realised that they thought you looked old enough to be a ‘Missus’. Disconcerting does not even begin to describe that moment, suddenly and irreversibly you had joined the ranks of adulthood in someone else’s eyes and you felt a bit of a fraud because in your heart you still felt yourself a kid. Back then, I was studying sociology. I was being taught about the demographics of population and the ageing population to be specific. The forecast for the future was that in twenty or thirty years there would be more old people in the United Kingdom than young people. Blow me down if that time isn’t here already, and I still feel a bit of a fraud thinking I am going to grow up any day now. – Ageing is not just a physical thing it is a state of mind and a...

If life is all bewildering what is love? The thing that grinds us down and brings us to our knees; a metaphysical notion with all the power that an idea can wield or a concrete reality. - Perhaps all those things? A part of life that is our weakness and our strength. They say with love you will find reserves of strength, compassion, hope and faith you never knew you had and because of love you will feel your heart crack and break many times over in the course of your life time. "To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer. To suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy then is to suffer. But suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down." - Woody Allen, Are we grist to its mill or could we live a life in the absence of love? Since life is so...

I am going to die Climbing up a mountain Swimming in the sea. Doing Something dangerous Will be the end of me. I won't stay -- won't linger Surrender breath by breath. I would rather rush Toward my impending death. To depend on others' mercy To be a burden or a curse S'not my idea of of living. I can think of nothing worse So I am going to die Climbing up a mountain Or swimming in the sea. Doing something dangerous Will be the death of me.