Our lives are measured by the articles we leave behind.
Our lives are measured by the articles we leave behind.
“Plus ca change, plus c’est la meme chose.
Things always sound better in French. It is a beautiful, lyrical language. Unfortunately, my ability to speak it is stuck at the high school level. But there are some phrases that most people know.
“The more things change, the more they stay the same.”
We see it again, and again, and again. There were wars when people had only just learned to walk. Then the Middle Ages, the industrial revolution, the modern age, the nuclear age. We can’t seem to stop fighting. Why? If you have something I want, I can just make another. And then we would both have what we want. We live in an age when almost everything is available. I don’t like the way you do things. So, I won’t watch. There’s always a solution to a problem if you’re willing to look for it. But it seems to be easier to hate.
Too many people live in the ‘now’ and are only capable of satisfying the needs they have in this second. They are not capable of seeing a future for us all. And that leads to shortsighted and selfish decisions that hurt other people.
I enjoy living in the ‘now’ and relishing each moment but I am also able to see a future and those working to ensure that the future is tenable. It is the ‘now’ that will dictate the ‘then’. Have I confused you yet?
We want our species to continue. We want all the other species on the planet to continue. We want the planet to continue. But we also want to maintain our lifestyle, to maintain a relationship, to keep getting the coffee we love. (Okay I don’t love coffee but it is the drink of the masses so it works in this context) We like continuity. But to maintain that continuity we must allow change.
I know it seems like I’ve going off my meds or I’m smoking something funny but this does make sense. In order to maintain the lives we have, we cannot sustain the practices we are doing which will ultimately cause a cessation of everything. Does that make sense?
I’m pretty sure I’m going to make it through my life without too much hardship but it is coming. Our children and our children’s children we’ll be paying the price for our arrogance. Will they have an air to breathe, clean water to drink? Will they have jobs, partnerships, ideals, hope?
By fixing up the present we can guarantee the future. Is that too much to ask?
It seems only fair to dream when reality is so unreal!
Conspiracy theorists are the modern-day version of ‘the little boy who cried Wolf’.
Why do people look for things to offend them?
I think I have forgotten
Some memories from my past
So many decades have gone by
I knew they wouldn’t last
I’m standing in the kitchen
There’s something I must do
I know that I would do it
If I only knew
I hope the ones not kept
Are the ones I’d like to lose
There’s the time I let it out
That is one I’d choose!
I think I’ll keep that time
That kinda made me laugh
Oh, then there is the meeting
I had with that giraffe!
Maybe I’ll remember
The fun times I have had
So many things that I have done
Things that made me glad
I’m standing in the bedroom
And I don’t remember why
Silly little memories
Seem to have gone bye
The reason I’m forgetting
May be me getting old
All the years behind me
And my future’s going gold
Every day’s a new day
When I’ve forgotten all the rest
Every day is wonderful
And still I think I’m blessed!
To maintain continuity, we must allow change.
Appearances are not as important as the substance beneath it.
There I said it. It may make me a pariah but I like ketchup. I like French fries and potato chips, hot chocolate with whipped cream and full milk. I don’t like half fat soy almond substitute. And speaking of soy… how do they milk it? Do they have teeny tiny ants bent down pulling on a soybean’s gourds? Ha ha ha
I understand the need to eat healthy. I understand it, I don’t necessarily subscribe to it. I ate salads in my 20s and 30s, I drank caffeine free tea. I exercised and was frugal with my sweets. But I never lost the desire for gastronomical pleasure. I never lost the joy of sinking my teeth into a great big, juicy steak. I love red meat! I am so tired of hearing about how bad white bread is when I ate it throughout my entire childhood. I ate fried foods, butter, whole milk . . . The list is endless of things that are now considered bad. Maybe a little bad is good.
We are so caught up with what we should do, that we sometimes forget that everything we think is bad was at one time, considered good. In the future, the things that are considered to be good for you now could end up on that bad list. We keep changing our minds as to the validity of everything around us and then somebody will have a random thought and decide to make it a ‘thing’. They will then scream loudly across the social media about how good/bad said item is and it will be picked up by other people who believe deeply in the person that screams the loudest. And then we will have a new ‘thing’.
We make snap decisions about everything around us and then swear up and down that it’s the truth. What is the truth? What I believe to be the truth may simply be my perception. Another person may believe the truth to be something else. Yes, I know science can prove one way or the other but even then, there is a bias. Many years ago, a scientific analysis was done on city water that was considered to be the cleanest in the United States. Tests came back and said that that water caused cancer. Thank goodness this was before social media. Because it was proven, eventually, to be inaccurate. The area that was served by the water was so large there were simply more people. More people, more cancer. But they didn’t take that into account. The water did not cause cancer. Fortunately, hysteria did not ensue.
Social media is a wonderful tool. It can also be a dangerous platform. Remember the squeaky wheel? People tend to believe whoever is screaming the loudest for the longest period of time. The truth is not the issue.
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