Post by gruntal on Jul 27, 2014 16:03:47 GMT
You kids might be curious where I got this predilection for not taking things at face value. I admit it is strange considering I feel very much at home with equations not to mention nuts and bolts. At times I was deeply resentfull when the beauty of science was ( to me ) spoiled by philosopical implications.
I envisioned the facts of life put on public display for the edification of all mankind. The last thing I wanted to see was a nice pretty doily, flower, a cryptic arcane symbol messing it all up. To me that was just "sugar coating" it all. The real world doesn't act like that.
Or so I thought.
Segue back to 1964 and my Junior year in High School English class. I was trying to write a book report on something by John Steinbeck. It wasn't going very well. I got a hold of a "cheat sheet". I was utterly stunned by what I read. "So THAT is what it is all about?" I had no idea until then. My eyes were opened; I went back and reread everything by Steinbeck. But this time I didn't fight the ambiguities - I utterly embraced them and let my imagination soar to where ever it was lead. My English teacher was very impressed even though she gave me a " D " in English. I had the chops but my performance was dismally lacking. My mind was elsewhere. Not surprisingly I went on to study other things like math, chemistry, aviation maintenance, tool and die making.
But I always had this something in the back of my head. Is this all there is to it? The more I learned the more everything seemed to be a piece of a puzzle that didn't seem to matter as much as it should all by itself. Studying with the Rosicrucians certainly exposed me to things connected like the ripples on the surface of a pond of water. Still the maths and physics of things were easier for me to grasp then the significance of how they effected other things. If it was written down I could understand it and if not it was just as easy to dismiss it as not all that important anyway.
Except the Fraternal teachings were definately chipping away with my logic. How to learn what was NOT written down? The last straw came with my "group therapy" sessions this year. I was encreasingly exposed to the concept anything and everything is there for a purpose and just serves to remind us of that very thing. If you doubted that or misunderstood any one thing it was mirrored in everything else. So how could you miss it?
Unless of course you did not know it existed in the first place. I can't accept that anymore. Even as dull as I am I see things that can't be a total coincidence. In the absence of a chaotic universe there must be some meaning. What applies to the miniscule should also apply to the immense. I have no idea how this works or why. But again assuming everything is more or less moving and going in the same direction it follows everything can be understood in the context of everything else. Any one thing you don't understand can still be known by the object next to it. If only you can see the hidden meanings in it ....
I envisioned the facts of life put on public display for the edification of all mankind. The last thing I wanted to see was a nice pretty doily, flower, a cryptic arcane symbol messing it all up. To me that was just "sugar coating" it all. The real world doesn't act like that.
Or so I thought.
Segue back to 1964 and my Junior year in High School English class. I was trying to write a book report on something by John Steinbeck. It wasn't going very well. I got a hold of a "cheat sheet". I was utterly stunned by what I read. "So THAT is what it is all about?" I had no idea until then. My eyes were opened; I went back and reread everything by Steinbeck. But this time I didn't fight the ambiguities - I utterly embraced them and let my imagination soar to where ever it was lead. My English teacher was very impressed even though she gave me a " D " in English. I had the chops but my performance was dismally lacking. My mind was elsewhere. Not surprisingly I went on to study other things like math, chemistry, aviation maintenance, tool and die making.
But I always had this something in the back of my head. Is this all there is to it? The more I learned the more everything seemed to be a piece of a puzzle that didn't seem to matter as much as it should all by itself. Studying with the Rosicrucians certainly exposed me to things connected like the ripples on the surface of a pond of water. Still the maths and physics of things were easier for me to grasp then the significance of how they effected other things. If it was written down I could understand it and if not it was just as easy to dismiss it as not all that important anyway.
Except the Fraternal teachings were definately chipping away with my logic. How to learn what was NOT written down? The last straw came with my "group therapy" sessions this year. I was encreasingly exposed to the concept anything and everything is there for a purpose and just serves to remind us of that very thing. If you doubted that or misunderstood any one thing it was mirrored in everything else. So how could you miss it?
Unless of course you did not know it existed in the first place. I can't accept that anymore. Even as dull as I am I see things that can't be a total coincidence. In the absence of a chaotic universe there must be some meaning. What applies to the miniscule should also apply to the immense. I have no idea how this works or why. But again assuming everything is more or less moving and going in the same direction it follows everything can be understood in the context of everything else. Any one thing you don't understand can still be known by the object next to it. If only you can see the hidden meanings in it ....