Yesterday and the day before, the desert floor in Arizona rained, sleeted and kept the cactus lovers indoors.
I was not one of those people.
I no longer drive but fortunately I live near an uptown, downtown-ish collection of super-sized grocers and a dozen demonstrations of how to buy, sack or stir-fry. Had it been a normal wintry desert temp of 70 degrees Fahrenheit I would have dashed across the street and filled my two cotton Trader Joe bags with goodies but…
as I said…
this was no ordinary day.
I tried watching a digital, free movie but all I could hear from my guilt ridden brain was “Lee Broom, get your butt out the door and learn how to defy the rain and the sleet and the miserably low temps; learn to adapt,”, and I did. In two days I spent an hour or so braving the elements. I am old but I am better!!!!!
The Blue Marble Wikipedia File:The Earth seen from Apollo 17.jpg
THE BLUE MARBLE SPEAKS
Earth is a rock; Earth has no opinions; it cannot think, it cannot speak; however…
Earth has a belief system.
If Earth could speak, it would say…
“I am hurtling through space in a perfectly straight line. I am not sure of my destination but I will arrive at the earliest possible time. Nothing can deter me; nothing can slow me down; I am following a perfectly plotted, straight path. I am going where no Rock has ever gone before. I am Earth.”
Of course, in reality this strong-willed rock has been in orbit for a very long time. And so have you and I and everything else in the universe.
And that’s the Truth…
Or is it?
IS THERE A MEMORY OF CURRENT EVENTS
IS THEIR EVIDENCE OF A CURRENT EVENT
AND YESTERDAY’S INQUIRY?
O AND HIS THERE A MEMORY OF FUTURE EVENTS
I should not have started on this path. I had intended to tickle some ribs, avoid the fibs and declare our memory system defunct.
yes, how, can one point to an obvious dysfunction if the target exists only in one’s imagination?
The Time Traveler saves one life and destroys Millions;
The Seeker of Souls stops Time and destroys Self.
Truth is not exclusive.
It is hidden everywhere in plain sight
It is visible at night.
It is never right and certainly never wrong.
It moves along
Meandering here and there.
Truth is not exclusive.
It can be told many ways.
With a burr or a lisp
As the tellers gaze
Reveals yet more.
It can be told in many ways.
Many, many ways.