Monday, March 29, 2010

A history of........................... and its products?

For the most part trash is trash and useless, very inanimate too, and never the twain shall part. Precisely what is wrong with romantics and society at large. Quick mends of coarse don't fix the major faults. But knowledge and patience heals all (as it has been told to me). A practice so forgotten, to place it with myths would be accurate. A testament to the willingness of society to stay current. Heartless and indifferent.

So it is the nature of man to measure what is functional. To deal with the practical is just nonsensical. And practicality with goods is a signifier of wealth. More of it means less money most of the time.

This brandishing of money. What it says of us is remarkable. There seems to be no other use for it then to collect stacks of to wave about. But what then? There are no floods and it does not make for a suitable step ladder. The obvious would be to donate it and/or move to a place where it holds no value. But that isn't true. Decades end, grass is cut, drinks are order, calls are made, cells divide, and someone makes a terrible observation. What can be said about society is nothing new. Objects will always be life-less, therefore meaningless, and mathematically disposable. Never given the care that they sometimes need, despite that they are a pleasure to have.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Casual

From small digestible station wagons to quasars a static Universe beckons a different set of adjectives. And it is the universe that is more often than not ignored. Our region, the Milky Way, itself chooses to toss aside our casual flirtation of the immovable, so does the Earth. As it stands few humans have moved passed the vanity of our culture to the second characteristic of the universe. It is dynamic. That we could never be still even with medication. The stink eye would have no better chance, nor would God's immovable rock. If its in the universe its going to have to move. There is no waiting until 7am.

Astronomers, those few humans, all seem to understand. Their cold damps backs and empty flasks confirm this… A slow march through the sky by the electric light parade, is not evidence of an all night bender. It is the universe in motion. And like a raging party , they are things that are quite hard to ignore. It is not questionable. It is ever present, like facts. I will now say Facts, that are true, are not opinions. Facts have no place for opinion. They are unchanging, unless and until another fact replaces the former because it is now the truest. The world would then disagree. It so rightly does and does so because of the nature of information. Meaning it is passive and mute. Spoken for. Something that I have proved in so many words. Next time inanimate objects have feelings too (an opinion).