Monday, November 21, 2011

1 Question Down, Millions More To Go

Because we're small and the problems we worry about are bigger than ourselves.  That’s why we cooperate.  That's sufficient cause.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Alive 24/7

We also live in our dreams, we do not live only by day.
Jung Carl; The Red Book pg. 242

As day requires night and night requires day, so meaning requires absurdity and absurdity requires meaning.
Jung Carl; The Red Book pg. 242

Saturday, October 08, 2011


Thursday, October 06, 2011

Occasional reset

Some days i have to take a deep breath and remember the relative priority of work is medium, not high.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Shared reality

We share a reality to the extent we've share life experience.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Reality is Circumstance

"The pre-Socratic Greek philosopher Parmenides taught that the only things that are real are things which never change... and the pre-Socratic Greek philosopher Heraclitus taught that everything changes. If you superimpose their two views, you get this result: Nothing is real."
— Philip K. Dick

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Reality Takes its Toll

Some ideas live freely in the minds of men while some must pay their way daily lest they slip into static pockets of curiosity.

self respect

While it is easy to doubt ones self, it should still be done with caution.

Wednesday, August 03, 2011

Analog Me

Never expect perfection from others.  Perfection is not human.  We are analog, not digital creatures.  Human plans are imperfect, meant to be adjusted and tuned in as they play out.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Requirements Documents

Steve Zissou: If you're not against me, don't cross this line! If yes, do.

Thursday, June 02, 2011

Reminding Myself

Teacher:  "How can the rational animal, man, be happy being anything but reasonable?"
Student:  "He cannot."
Teacher:  "Am I happy in direct proportion to how reasonable I'm being?
Student:  "You are."
Teacher:  "So, to be happier I must strive to be more reasonable."
Student:  "Yes."
Teacher:  "Then why do you persist in concerning yourself with what you cannot control?"
Student:  "Because I am unhappy."

Friday, May 27, 2011

Notes from a new exercise

I once did not love you [0], now I do [0,1), yet never perfectly [1] for I am human <1.

I did not know you [0], now I do [0,1), but not perfectly [1] for I must also attend to myself >0.

Friday, April 08, 2011

New Age of Unrest

I'm impressed with the wave of democratic reforms sweeping across the middle east.  The people are brave and passionate.  They are plunging into uncertainty.  They are fighting their oppressors.  They are taking their freedom seriously.  They are making history and living it.  I'm all proud of humanity again!

Monday, March 21, 2011

I am quiet.
At a concert you either listen or you shout.
(And I refuse to shout)

Monday, March 14, 2011

I am small.
Camouflage maintains freedom of movement.

Sunday, March 13, 2011

I am small.
Satisfaction is enough.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Philosophy does not promise to secure anything external for man, otherwise it would be admitting something that lies beyond its proper subject-matter. For as the material of the carpenter is wood, and that of statuary bronze, so the subject-matter of the art of living is each person's own life.

Friday, March 11, 2011

I am small.
Courtesy accumulates hope.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

I am small.
Flexibility retains relevance.

Wednesday, March 09, 2011

I am small.
Silence preserves flexibility.

Tuesday, March 08, 2011

I am small.
Truth conserves power.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Voluntary Association

The greatest honor I can think of us
Is for one person to change themselves
in response to the behavior or another.

Creature of Habit

Without consistency there would be no surprise.

The importance of consistency in how the mind works is too often undervalued. Consistency establishes pattern, which allows us the power of prediction. Without prediction there is no trust, and upon trust society was weaned from the family.

Friday, February 18, 2011

I no longer wonder why

What a strange little life I lead;
driving in a lonely bubble to and from work,
scratching around in a little cube all day,
looking out windows and over half walls.
Wondering why.
I no longer wonder why so few people care
about the abuse of chickens kept in tiny cages.
Most people don't feel much better off.
Most people wonder who will care about them,
and who will trouble themselves
about their little freedoms

Sunday, February 06, 2011

Out of Band or Off the Map?

Consciousness exists in a band of circumstantial precision.  We can reach outside this band with theory and praxis, but we can not live there.  The atom will never be as real as this wooden table, as this plastic keyboard.    Our genetic ancestors will never have the presence that our children do, and so will naturally possess an element of fantasy, not quite real, distant and difficult to resolve.  We find ourselves squinting at these concepts, these realities outside of our perception.

All men, for all time, have lived their lives within this perceptual band.  They may have had a narrower band, but none larger.  Different men have different perceptual capacities and so will have different bands.  The human consciousness is bounded by our perceptual capabilities, in this we are all equal.  These boundaries differ but the standard deviation is incredibly small.  Greater deviation is to be found in the way this space is occupied.  Imagine our perceptual band is a long sheet of brilliantly white butchers paper.  Each tiny step of thought, each pixel of knowledge and conception, all that could be said to happen within our minds, all that could be called a component of consciousness, all these things leave small inky black wet prints.  There are darker spots in the center, venturing out, covering the paper.  Areas of thick tracking look likes mountains or lines of terrain.  Stand back a few feet and it appears a map, constantly being redrawn but at a level of detail that you can no longer perceive.  Stand further back, it can seem static at this distance, but you know it teams, you must but step a bit closer, now closer still.

Friday, February 04, 2011

The Dude Abides

That man is at leisure who actually perceives the leisure he has.
Seneca, Dialogues and Essays
On the Shortness of Life, Part 12

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Notes from a work week


Perfection is not experienced, it is imagined.

No quality is without the possibility of improvement.


Life doesn't bend to our plans and desires, it takes no notice at all.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Heights are Precipices

Another quote from Seneca that I really liked:

Let us abandon those things that cannot be done or can only be done with difficulty, and let us pursue what lies close to us and mocks our hope, but let us realize that all of them are equally unimportant, different to look at externally but inside equally futile. And let us not envy those who stand on a higher station: what appeared as heights are precipices.

Friday, January 21, 2011


Perfection is not experienced, it is imagined. 
What must begin with imagination gives way to experience.  
Fact replaces perfection.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Wherever there is a human being, there exists the opportunity for an act of kindness.
Seneca, On The Happy Life, 24

Wednesday, January 05, 2011

Practicalities of Effort

I was reading the Wikipedia entry on Saturnalia, like I do every year, and realized I was not invited to a single drunken orgy this year.  Although I did attend several dinners where we ate until excess laid us on couches, leaving us passive with TV.  What stories will be left behind by our celebrations, by our own version of conservatism.

What lessons are we teaching our children, ultimately ourselves, by these strange festivals we practice?  I'm not sure I feel like peeling back this wrapping.  Maybe there is no rush to find faults when so many have already been found.  Or maybe its important to know what must be done so we can put them in their proper order.  How will we know if a supreme issues lies hidden while we focus on getting our children to say, thank you.  So should we focus on the problems we have already worked to discover, or should we ensure that we have discovered them all?  Is there value in leaving some illusions in place, leaving some opinions raveled, or is the greater value in the revelation?

I do not know.  I will let the practicalities of effort place me somewhere between.  I'm tired often, and I'm happy to leave ignorance alone, but when problems shine lights on flaws I'll grab my shovel without regard to how tired I may feel.  What must be done should be tended to first, then rest, and if time remains, improvement.