Where in the world is Waldo?
I have wanted to write for the last several days but words have escaped me. I am not sure why. There has been plenty going on, and plenty of time to do so, but for some reason things just don’t seem to want to flow. I guess this is what “writer’s block” must feel like. I’ve been doing a lot of blog reading - I so enjoy so many of the people’s different opinions out there. Always interested in knowledge, I find that I learn something new everyday, following their own links to things they find important. That is the cool thing about blogging. It has the potential to continue to open our minds and spirits and keep us from getting to wrapped up in our own little worlds.
A lot of what I explored yesterday was political. Politics is such an all encompassing thing. There are our own personal politics, for example the junk that is happening between my ex and I. The constant attempts he is making at poking me, trying to get me to engage, trying the old ways of getting me to fight with him so he can feel surperior. And it’s (for the most part) not working. He no longer stresses me out really. I see email from him and open it, and other than the initial emotional gut reaction at his obvious attempts to draw me into his bullshit, I can sit back and see the stupidity of trying to win a battle that he is fighting with himself. I have stopped beating my head against the wall. I’ve done what I needed to take care of myself, and that is all that needs to be done.
Legally I have absolutely no obligation to have any conversation with this man. And I actually had to laugh. His latest to me was a plea for “my help” in fighting the county from collecting child support. It was so ludicrous I almost fell out of my chair laughing. He attempted (of course) to draw me in by claiming that I always say I’m fair, and should “in fairness” provide the information he was asking for. However, fair, to me means that you treat someone as they treat you. Given his record, that means that short of physical violence, I have no intentions of doing anything he asks. Fair would be (for ME only) cutting him off from his son entirely, divorcing him of any contact whatsoever to eliminate the harm still perpetuating between me, Mark and him. However, I am fair, and that would not do Mark justice. Mark needs to talk to his dad when he wants to. When he doesn’t then I don’t make any attempts to have him do so. When he does I facilitate it. Mark doesn’t need the baggage that his dad is a complete asshole, as that will make him feel bad about himself. Children blame themselves for their parents actions. He gets enough of that just because my ex, being my ex, does stuff all the time that makes my son feel like he isn’t worthy of love and affection from his dad. I won’t make it worse.
Politics on a more traditional scale… Shrub and company, the world in general. That was more of what I was looking for yesterday. And I am wondering if the present administration is stuck in the isolated old model, where people don’t have access to the information they want in seconds. In a global village we can know whatever we want, when we want. We can get that information first hand, especially by blogs. Yesterday I read a first hand account of what one person’s view of living in Iraq, today, was like. It was unbelievable. I read in other places the mass attrocities being committed. I read of real history being made as we sit hear and read and breathe, and how the world truly is a very small glowing ball on the edge of the universe.
I read one person’s essay on the evolution of man, and how it is his belief that we are on a cusp. That our collective consciousness is being revolutionized to the point we where are coming close to being able to make our brains evolve in the ways we decide, rather than having our environment direct them. Of course he was talking about genetic discoveries, but he discussed the paradigm shift that would come with altering our physical bodies and brains, and how that could change how our brains have functioned since we’ve been cave painting. After all, we really haven’t evolved from that time, not in any real sense. We’ve just kept making newer and fancier tools. But our tools have come to a point when we are very close to changing the process of evolution. Quoting from the writer,
“In short, the dynamic that has existed since the dawn of humanity will suddenly reverse. Instead of our minds shaping our tools and environment, the tools will now have the power to shape our minds, irrevocably and totally.”
He writes it very well, much better than I can cover here so follow to his blog: Alchemically Braindamaged. I found the writing very much in tune with what I believe and write about (at least when I can get away from bitching about every day life).
So here we sit, on the edge of a new era. The dawning of awakening. Where will we go? What will we chose to do? My pessimism of george jr. and his chronies do not give me optimism. In fact, world politics in general do not make my heart flutter. We are, collectively, self centered, money grabbing, materialistic monkey brains, and I don’t see us moving anywhere away from that soon…
Thoughts? Leave comments. I’d love to hear them.
