Almost noon. You have nothing on your mind but the connection with the inner debate on the existence of G---D, and, as this is an important spiritual topic --
It doesn’t seem that important to me. G---D either is, or isn’t. Nothing can be proven and I am not out to prove either the existence or non-existence of G---D. Human beings have a lot of arrogance built in and I am no exception, but it is a waste of time to debate such things, at least in my mind it is. I still fail to see how the Merlyn series and this blog are focused on this question. As an agnostic, how would I gain from this debate? I question things. It is my nature to question. There are few questions here. My interests are personal and questioning the world and how it is and questioning what reality is, these are things I like to do. Why things are like they are is not a question that important because it cannot be resolved. Defining what makes us human, now that is central to the books and blog, that is what it is all about in terms my personal discovery of what it is to be human. Self-education. I don’t see this as anything else really, not really.
But you would like it to be more. – Amorella.
Well, who wouldn’t? If there were a way to help make the world a better place for all the children living it, who wouldn’t want there to be more? I am not so much a romantic though when it comes to such things. First, I would have to understand myself better. I am not a volunteering type of person and in some ways a recluse (I like my privacy). Odd, isn’t it, I am willing to open up my mind online so that I might write and help keep myself honest in the process. I like to use my mind and writing is a way to do so in retirement. It suits me fine as long as it is something I can relate to comfortably, the books and the blog. It is as simple as that. To each their own. Everyone has their own life and is welcome to live it as they see fit. I want freedom of mind for myself and for everyone else too. I don’t have anything else to say on the subject.
Post. – Amorella.
Quiet cool but sunny afternoon. Late lunch at Five Guys Hamburgers and Fries, a car stop in the Kheener Park for a while, then Graeter’s for a late afternoon dessert.
After NBC and ABC national news you and Carol watched Chicago Code and Chuck thereby moving your copied programs down to thirty-seven percent full. After twenty-one hundred hours and to bed earlier tonight as you are going to Westerville tomorrow for lunch at Bob Evans with Fritz M. and an afternoon home with Bob P. who is recently home from six weeks of hospital and health related rehab. Carol will be visiting Mary Lou during the day. Your concerns presently are both overseas, in Japan and in the Middle East.
Carol and I have long been news junkies when things heat up and we gravitate to our main source, BBC first. Ever since the sixties, and for me, the fifties; after BBC we generally hit the national networks and CNN. I admire the Mid-East rebellions against tyranny while reminding myself of Caesar whom I do not think was a tyrant. I admire the Japanese culture and civility under such terrible conditions. Lots of critical people in the news too who say what those in the Middle East should do and what the Japanese should do. Some critics may be right, but who knows for sure? Experts most always disagree. No one knows for sure who is right at any particular moment. Decisions will be made and everyone will have to live with them, for better or worse. We are all married to this planet whether we like it or not. It is easy to be critical when not in the hot seats. It is easy to complain before and after any major events. I hate the complaining either way. Whining. The ‘I could have handled it better’ syndrome. Saving face or saving money – those are excuses we have heard before. Politics. It was Caesar’s downfall and many others downfalls over the centuries since. Power and/or money. Private and useless thoughts strewn for a blogging. Here I am out of words.
You are allowed your thoughts, orndorff, just like everyone else. These thoughts will filter into the books four, five and six. You hope for the best, also on the minds of many. Post, time for bed, buddy boy. – Amorella.
‘Buddy boy’ sounds sarcastic as well as ominous.
Think how you sound, old man. Later, dude. – Amorella
I would not say aloud most of what I write. It is not polite to rattle on and on. These are just thoughts, meaningless to many and by morning mostly meaningless to me too. We are a noisy species and I am noisy too. At least when we are dead we shut up. That has to be a good thing. Silence. No need to have ears and a tongue when dead. Restful peace.
For you perhaps, but having a peaceful mind when dead is not so easy for some, a quiet mind, but not a peaceful one. And this with no mention of one's heart and soul. This is a general rule in these books. – Amorella.
Methinks my heart and soul may be forever stirred.
Now you are talking to the Piper, boy.
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