tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9650614.post8089620435320249334..comments2024-01-10T18:34:38.739-08:00Comments on Modern Mythology: Fragments On life, death, suffering, and becoming art.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04721839742206290258noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9650614.post-85330339004490397242012-06-18T19:53:48.321-07:002012-06-18T19:53:48.321-07:00Happy you enjoyed. Though of course this is not th...Happy you enjoyed. Though of course this is not the kind of post that brings in the traffic. For those, see True Blood references or bath salts or etc.<br /><br />But I wanted to get these thoughts down while I still had them fresh. And it also is a bridge toward the short story project i've been working on that blends character studies (fiction) with philosophy. <br /><br />I've wanted to do that for a decade and have finally reached a point where I am getting somewhere with it. <br /><br />See http://fallennation.tumblr.comAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04721839742206290258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9650614.post-71597187052301797312012-06-18T02:31:22.893-07:002012-06-18T02:31:22.893-07:00I don't mean any of this to be abstract. I don...<i> I don't mean any of this to be abstract. I don't mean it to be anything at all, they are just the things I have been wrestling with and thinking about these past weeks, so it's a series of mental snapshots. I'd like to think this will be useful or at least entertaining or informative for some of you, but that is for you, and not me, to say...</i><br /><br />Well, yes...like many posts on this blog, parts of it were a little abstract. But that's one of the things that drew me to this site in the first place. Working as a journalist by day, massaging “news” and “facts” into 30 second culture pellets to feed the masses, I find I have difficulty being told what to think, or how I should feel.<br /><br />And that's why I'm so glad to find post like this one. I really liked your train of thought in this post. But I saw a trail of watery bread crumbs as I read it…mind if I connect some dots?<br /><br /><b>On the Ocean</b><br />Far too much compartmentalizing, branding, and dilution goes on in most blog posts. Fragmented tweets of information, and fractured emoticon status updates aren't how our species has evolved to interact with each other. While we have almost magical abilities of instant communication…the depth of that connection is shallow; a shiny reflective surface coating on a huge sea of human emotion that now ties billions of people together.<br /><br />While we tell ourselves we should be happy swimming on the surface; deep and powerful emotional currents, hidden and amorphous, are what subtly bring us together, and often pull us apart. We can pretend they aren’t there—that they don’t matter. But it is the riptides, the tsunamis, and the crashing waves that toss us to-and-fro that help us remember what it means to be alive.<br /><br /><i>Life is always swimming against the current. That's its defining characteristic. When it is full of vitality, we can even swim upstream. What progress we're making! Eventually that vitality flags, and all we can do is maintain. Then, either all at once or very gradually, we are slipping backwards and the current fully overtakes us. We are swept out to sea. That is beautiful or terrible, depending on how you feel about what was left behind, depending on how attached you are to you. But this is all we know: we came from the sea, and we return. It is inevitable. </i>Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04852197051706203784noreply@blogger.com