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I often find it amusing when people ask me what my
writing means. If there is meaning in what I write,
I promise I do not hide it. These misunderstandings
emerge from the reader's want to have something
tangible after reading. It is a variable of the
feeling of satisfaction similar in nature to that
of having eaten a big meal. My writing is different
from the norm because I do not tell you what you have
eaten. Like Chevy Chase's character in the film Funny
Farm, sometimes what I write tastes good, but after
closer examination you realize you have just eaten
buffalo balls. Some other times what I write tastes
unbearably terrible, and then you realize it was your
favorite meal. Those are the trials of reading through
a verbal blindfold.
The meaning is in the spaces, between the paragraphs,
sentences, words, and letters. The trouble with the
search for meaning goes back even as far as the
fundamental principal of god. Since god is not tangible,
you cannot feel god through any logical physical senses,
yet some of us are confident he is with us. There are
those who are uncomfortable with this eerie feeling of
carrying with them some divine entity which they cannot
physically explain, so they make statues, and write books
to represent this feeling of being watched by and being
part of something.
Trace back the origins of laws and you will find morality.
Don't stop there, keep going beyond morality, and you
will find god. Behind god you will find insecurity.
Insecurity is what drives our want to understand. We do
not trust ourselves. We are convinced that what we see
deceives us, so we make up things that we cannot see to
control the things we see, but we do not trust those things
that we cannot see because we cannot see them.
We then make tangible physical representations of those
things we cannot see, but deep inside we know that what
we see is really a representation of something we cannot
see, and since we do not trust ourselves, we wrap
metaphysical blindfolds over our eyes and move around the
world like Plinko chips hoping to land on the five
thousand dollar prize, fully knowing that were it not for
the studs which we have put in our way to represent the
powers which we do not know to be, all we'd have to do is
move forward, guided solely by our senses, and we'd reach
our goal effortlessly.
"But," interrupts Jimini Cricket, "what if we miss?" This
is where we decide that all this nonsense is not worth
worrying about, so we invent a god, manifested through studs
on the Plinko board, to guide us. We figure, if god wills
it, we will land on the five thousand dollar prize. This
is where the concept of fate comes to play. Fate is the
absence of responsibility for our actions due to free will.
I say, "I have landed on the zero slot and not the five
thousand dollar slot because it was my destiny." I,
therefor, am not responsible for my failure to reach my
goal. Without the studs, I would have been solely responsible
for where I landed. I lack the confidence to soar down the
board (life) without the studs (god).
All of morality is based on this principle, which is
somewhat ironic considering morality is all about you
taking responsibility for your actions, even though, at
the heart of it all, morality is based on the word of god,
and the word of god is our belief in the absence of control
over our actions.
In all essence, laws are our contract with god to be served
our plates in random fashion so that we do not personally
have to be responsible for ourselves, since we are too
insecure to remove our blindfolds and see the light,
darkness, or whatever the hell is really beyond the
transparent horizon of this microcosm we call the
objective world. Next time you look at an ant farm,
think of who those ants think you are, and how similar
their world resembles Plinko.
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