Existential Questions

It is well, if writing about existentialism, to declare ones faith, and Dr Linda Labin tells us that she holds Christian beliefs. From her article it is clear that she is as much a leader as a follower in this regard. And she also manages to write the article without saying anything with which I, as an atheist, can take issue. It contributes to my understanding of the people with whom I appear to be sharing this world, and I recommend it whole-heartedly.

Pockets of Chaos

Cloud Moon

Ruminating about life and its meaning (if any). The age-old existential questions: Who am I? Why am I here? Is meaning external, or internal? Does meaning truly exist, or do we create meaning out of the chaos? I love a good mystery, but it’s the not knowing that gnaws at me when I cannot sleep. Gnaws at me so that I cannot sleep. The yawning abyss, whether it be good or evil, awaits me, even in dreams. I do not fear death, for I have faced it several times and stuck my tongue out derisively. But I do fear the unknown, unknowing, unknowable.

Even my Christian belief does not free me. Sometimes, I wonder if belief of any sort is a panacea for our fear, nice stories to lull us to sleep, keep us docile and manageable. That last suggests a being or beings with intention and a need to…

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Not My Favorite Author, You Don’t

As a big fan of her first book, “To Kill a Mocking Bird”, I had been wondering what to expect from Harper Lee’s second – after all these years. I imagined financial pressures were the cause, but am interested to learn, from an excellent article by Valleygrail on Boomer Connection, of possibility undue influence on the elderly author.  I agree that, where there is such doubt, independent assessment is the first step; and I can’t see myself reading Go Set a Watchman, should it be published without the author’s informed consent.

Galactic Junction

I freely admit I am a news junkie. The very first things I read as a little kid were newspapers my parents had finished reading and cast aside. I did not fully understand the stories, and what they meant; but I did know what I was reading was important to someone, somewhere, or it would not be reported and printed. Following current events is a lifelong passion, given to a desire for awareness and understanding of who we are as a society, and how we are doing on this struggling planet.

Some stories are much the same as they have been for years. Different names, different places, but all in all, the same old behaviors masquerading as something newer and more important than yesterday’s story. Not that they lack importance, they just do not reflect much originality in the scope of humanity’s headlong rush to break each other, or the…

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