Earth is a about 4.5 billion years old. That sure makes me feel better about how old I am in comparison. And earth is rotating around an otherwise insignificant star, in a solar system with billions of dues paying objects caught in its magnetic whatever. And then that system is in a galaxy of other systems. Our galaxy is also next to meaningless given there are BILLIONS of other galaxies and universes all occupying a vast and incomprehensible number of other such deep space habitats. We here on earth–by default–are the only established advanced species know to any astro-physicist, any of whom strive to find other “intelligent” life out there in the cold expanses of space and time. You know, are we alone?
Sure thing. I would assume that as such a yearning for discovering life on another planet is borne of how absolutely and clearly we homo sapiens are our own worst enemy as far as the big picture goes. You or I might be moral and rigorous in our pursuit of harmony, but we are outnumbered, in galactic proportions by those who clearly were born with defective instincts that generate dubious actions. This confounding condition has been documented in a history of one step ahead, two steps assbackwards in human endeavor and outcomes.
I try not think about this lack of determined forward progress too much (notice the title of this posting). Right now, I’m trying to put words onto page to help express where my head is so my thoughts may be interpreted as a form of keen self-reflection. The self-educated Dr. Shrink is IN. The world is an abstraction at this point in my life. My thoughts are best loosely connected. Things fall apart. The center may not hold. You might wonder why I feel that way. Maybe Brain Fog, acute. Who knows?
Ignorance may be bliss but I prefer not to be an ignoramus.
We can get humans to walk on the moon, a massive and impressive accomplishment, but that same rocket science along with a desire to explore atomic energy produced nuclear bombs. Can you say Atomic Clock? Global thermonuclear war? Alway developing new weapons. Yeah, we weaponize anything that has potential to be used to intimidate or terminate a perceived adversary. You know, like the Agent 007 gadgets that look like a shoe or a watch or a pen but have also been weaponized. Peaceniks drafted into past conflicts amount to the individual being weaponized. Enlistees want to be weaponized. It takes all kinds…
I sit here letting my impulses create every sentence, slowly sorting through a lot of existential rubble and ruin, Yeah, be reflective. Own your thoughts and feelings. Try to be calm and clear-eyed about the externals and internals of the day. There are 8 plus billion of us on our orbiting sphere. I am trying to be helpful and positive while knowing it’s all just a state of mind. Individual mindedness. Other people can get in the way of that. How dare one not simply agree with another’s scrawl, pronouncements, orations. Who can you trust to not mess with your mind? Other than your dog, always happy to see you!
We all have metaphorical telescopes and microscopes to examine ourselves and others. Can we be objective about ourselves? Am I a good person? Is anyone always a good person? Am I a bad person? Is anyone always a bad person? Any conclusion is, of course, relative to definition of terms and subject to restrictions and qualifications and may not be valid in all 50 states.