A Variety of Thoughts About Everything

 I am a Techno Geek who spends a lot of time in what some people call the "Wu Wu" world. I am a huge believer that Science and Technology can be used as Positive tools to fix many of the problems in this world. I also am a huge believer that our current way of Spirituality, Religion, is completely broken, and we have outgrown it, and that Science can give us better ways of seeing the Spiritual in our Universe. And is doing so. And, over the years, I have heard the phrase that is the title of this piece, "There is no such thing as right or wrong" many times. I was having a discussion earlier with someone, a very enjoyable discussion over all, and this person said that. I was in listening mode for the most part and as they went on and talked about how it worked in their life I just took it all in. And I was really surprised by how this, otherwise very intelligent, person was disconnected from the reality of the world around us. As an intellectual exercise there is not...

 So. I am "celebrating" another complete journey of the Earth Around the Sun. AKA another year of life. AKA a Birthday. 62 years old. Like most people I really enjoyed birthdays a a child. They were fun with the gifts, cakes, and other foods along with we were celebrating ME. And, like most people, as I got older birthdays lost their luster. I just stopped caring about them entirely. I am not anti birthday like an older sister of mine. I just don't think that they are important. Yeah. I was born. As we all were. And yeah, I am going to die someday. As we all are. What I find important is what I do in my life between those two. The dash between the dates on the obit or the headstone. Just as I enjoyed my birthday as a child I liked all the other holidays as well. Memorial Day. I did not yet understand the significance of this holiday. Just that there was parades and cook outs. I liked all that. The 4th of July was just fun. The fire works. The parade. The small, usually ch...

 Just recently I came face to face with my own mortality. I was very sick and the Doctor who fixed me said that if I had waited much longer then they might not have been able to help me. It was that close. Kinda got me looking at things again. And remembering some things. Some years ago a cousin of mine passed away. He was young, mid fifties, and it was not expected. One of my Aunt's had been complaining about him for years. Not real bad, just things that she felt were places where he was not living up to who he could have been and was, in her opinion, falling short. Not long after myself, my Mum, and my Aunt, were traveling and hit a store for things. As we were shopping she started talking about my cousin. And her whole tone had shifted. He was now a Saint who could do no wrong. As I was listening to her I was also remembering the way she spoke about him before. And I realized that neither of these people she talked about was the real person. Both of them were colored by her perc...

  I have a sibling that is a huge Trump Supporter. And before Trump they were already really unhinged on the subject of Politics. Really good person, except when disagreed with about politics. Then would absolutely lose their ever lovin' mind. Because of the total inability to have a conversation instead of an emotionally fueled tirade a lot of family members cut them off on social media and limited contact. Was/Is very distressing. And, in order for some things to make sense later on, I normally do not make this distinction at all, this sibling and I share a Father. We have different Mother's. I know their Mother and have a good relationship with her. And, to me, Family is Family. So, to me, a sibling is a sibling and I do not do the half shit. I just needed to put this out there for clarity on a later point. A little while ago I wrote a piece about the "election" of Trump to a second term called " America's Post Mortem" which you can read as I have li...

 I was in a Zoom NA meeting and I heard the man sharing talking about a "Tea Bag Moment". And what that meant in the given context was so much unaddressed things had already piled up to the point where he had no reserves left. So a Tea Bag hitting the floor was too much and the reaction was vastly dis-proportionate to what actually happened. And I reflected on this story. Looking back throughout my life how many "Tea Bag Moments" have I had? One heck of a lot it turns out. And it started at a very young age when I began denying my feelings, which lead to denying My Self. To unpack that a little bit, I began to stuff my feelings away rather than experience them. It does not matter why I did that at this time, just that I did. And denying my self, who I am as a Human Being and where I want to be in this life, I lost touch with that very quickly. I was trying to "fit in" to places I never fit so I had to be "someone else" in order to fit in there. I...

 I spent most of my life, growing up and a good size chunk of my, alleged, adulthood being Self Centered. And being totally unaware that I was self centered. I really thought that I was a good guy who cared about others and was giving. Alas, I was mistaken. Many years later I began a program of recovery from addiction. I started working the 12 Steps of Recovery as practiced in Narcotics Anonymous. And I began to get really uncomfortable. What the 12 Steps did, and still do, is peel away the fantasy of who I thought my self to be and introduced me to who I really am. What I found was totally at odds with the picture that I had built up, IE carefully crafted, of myself. And I began to see my total self centeredness. So let us define what it is we are talking about. Thanks to dictionary.com we can do this. Self Centered: adjective concerned solely or chiefly with one's own interests, welfare, etc.; engrossed in self; selfish; egotistical. independent, self-sufficient. centered in ones...

 I was watching an old TV show last night. A Private Detective show that ran from 1974 to 1979. There are a lot of fun things about this show and many observations that I can make from it. Here is one. The main guest that night was a woman who had just 40 years old. Was in denial about her age. And she was a "New Age" spiritualist. She was what could be called, in some traditions, a Seeker. She was on the search for something outside of herself to define herself by. And she kept going in for the Wise Man situation. A guru, or Spiritual Leader, a man, who espoused some way of "Being Spiritual" that was really just a way for him to suck people dry. And the episode showed how she was finally exposed to the truth about her latest guru and how it hurt her. And then, at the end of the episode, some time had passed, and the main character ran into her again at what, I think, was a bus station. And she was professing her faith in a major religion here in the states. Only th...