not all those who wander are lost

"NOT ALL THOSE WHO WANDER ARE LOST."
J.R.R. TOLKIEN

KAPAPAMAHCHAKWEW
Cree leader, Wandering Spirit

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

WONDERFUL LIFE

POST # 244

The title of today's blog is not to be confused with the movie, "It's a Wonderful Life", although it is related.

I recently finished reading a book with this title, by author, Stephen Jay Gould, a paleontologist.
One of the main themes of the book is one of contingency.
http://www.dictionary.com/browse/contingency?s=t

The book explores how humans came to evolve.  It's a fascinating read, as it explains how if the tape of evolution could be replayed, the odds are high that we may never have come into existence at all.  Now that really is something to think about.

In the movie we see how the future changes when the character George Bailey is shown by his guardian angel Clarence, how many things changed in the future as a result of him not being born. Contingency.

In the book, we are shown how a certain fossil* that existed around 570 million years ago, could be our ancestor, and if it wouldn't have existed, we may not even be here.  Contingency.

Reading this book certainly helps to put the trials and tribulations of daily life into perspective.

We exist.  Let's just try to enjoy the ride for as long as we can.

*Pikaia was a primitive creature that lacked a well-defined head and averaged about 1 12 inches (3.8 cm) in length. It is closely related to the ancestor of all vertebrates; as such, it receives otherwise-inordinate attention among the multitude of animal fossils found in the famous Burgess Shale in the mountains of British Columbia, Canada.



living a life of profound acceptance,

Paul

The Thoughtful Wanderer




Wednesday, December 21, 2016

THE HUMAN WHISPERER

POST # 243

Look into my eyes, Thoughtful Wanderer(TF) .  I have you "furrmly" in my control. Unbeknown to you, I have been working on controlling your thoughts from the day you arrived here.  Because you are a mere human, and I am a superior furball you really don't stand a chance in this mental chess game.

One of your main weaknesses which is true of all members of your species, is that you lack the ability to stay focused on the present moment.  This lack of focus causes you to be mentally inferior to the rest of the animal kingdom.  My species, and that other species that barks way too much, have really managed to take almost complete control over you.  And the best part as far as I am concerned, is that you are totally oblivious to this fact.  I will add one small caveat. Of all the humans that I have known, you alone do seem to have the occasional moment of clarity, and when that happens, you are then living like I do, in the present moment.  During those moments I realize that you are on equal grounds with me, and I have to work harder to get you back under my control.  I've found that the art of purring seems to solve my problem.  Once I start that, your big brain wanders right off again, and you are mine, all mine.

You like to think that you are the boss.  How well is that working out for you, TF?  Have you even noticed that it is you who follows me around?  It is you who sits down on my couch in order to be close to me.  It is you who has fallen for the idea that I've earned another treat.  You're such a push-over, and there are times when I think that it's almost unfair that I take advantage of you in the way that I do.  But hey, what's a superior species to do, than to take advantage of lesser ones?  The best part as far as I am concerned is that you think that you are the one in control.  Ha, ha, ha!!!!

I plan on continuing with this mind control over you TF, right up to and including the last day of your house sit.  Just watch how fast the treats begin to disappear from the treat jar.  It's all part of my master plan.  My ultimate goal is to have you come back at some point in the future, because in spite of the fact that you do occasionally spend time in the present moment, in my furball opinion, you really have a long way to go to match my mental capacity.

If you need any further proof TF, just take note of the photo below.  You don't stand a chance.

 I am so good at this, that I only need one eye open in order to keep you under my spell.


Purringly yours,

Piper
(The human whisperer)











Wednesday, December 14, 2016

I AM FURBALL

POST # 242


I EAT
I SLEEP
I PURR
I CONTROL HUMANS
I AM
FURBALL

living a life of profound acceptance, (which includes furballs)

Paul
The Thoughtful Wanderer


Wednesday, December 7, 2016

PEARL HARBOR and HUMMINGBIRDS

POST #241

FLYING TO AUSTRALIA
(This photo was taken back in late 2014.  It has nothing to do with the subject matter of this blog, but it is a nice photo flying over a cloud covered Pacific Ocean)



The other day as I was standing in line at the grocery store checkout, I happened to notice the cover on the latest issue of Time magazine.  There was one of those iconic images of a ship under attack at Pearl Harbor, 75 years ago, today.  The "old" Paul, pre-2005 would have looked at that image and maybe thought about the story that we have all been told about how the Japanese planned a sneak attack, which resulted in the USA entering WW2, along with many other countries, Canada included.

We now know that the US government knew all along that the Japanese were coming, and let the attack happen.  I won't bother to go into how we know, except to say that as a result of the FOIA (freedom of information act), plenty of archive material has been analyzed which proves this to be true.  Of course, like many other touchy subjects, this is just another example of the TRUTH being carefully edited out of the story.  Prior to this event, apparently 80% of the American population had no desire to enter the war.  But the day after it happened, they were lining up to join in the fight.  I guess the propaganda worked.  For readers who might like to do some research, the book mentioned in this link is a place to start, but there are plenty of resources available via the click of a computer mouse. (https://www.antiwar.com/blog/2005/12/07/day-of-deceit/)

Aside from the magazine cover, and the date reminding me of this event,  it just goes to show how long a myth can endure.  Recently we have been inundated with reports of "fake" news, suggesting that only the mainstream media (MSM) can be trusted to supply us with the truth.  I would argue that the MSM is probably the last place to look for truth, and it almost doesn't matter what the subject is that is being discussed.

Of course this is just one example, of a government lying to its citizens in order to get into war.  But the list is long, and it has been going on for decades.  Thankfully now, we have the ability to research information that was never possible before.  I wonder how few, if any wars would have been started if the leaders of the countries contemplating war had to place themselves on the front lines?  My guess is that it would be a very peaceful world if that were the case.

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But believe it or not, Pearl Harbor wasn't the only thing I was going to write about today.  I wanted to also mention the first snow of the season, at least for The Thoughtful Wanderer, that is.  The snow was coming down yesterday morning, and because I tend to try and be in the moment as much as possible these days, I stood outside, gazed up at the sky, and was entranced by the falling snowflakes.  This is what it looked like.


I was wondering how all the little hummingbirds were coping with the change of weather, so I went outside again, this time to the back of the house to see what's what.  As luck (or good timing) would have it, one of these exquisite little creatures flew up to the feeder to have a quick drink, look at me as if to say "good morning" and then rapidly zoom away.  I love these birds.  They always put a smile on my face.


So in spite of all that "fake" news out there, it's comforting to know that you can still finding something that is real.  Just look at nature.


living a life of profound acceptance,

Paul
The Thoughtful Wanderer