Ctitical Thinking
One of the things that a B.A. teaches is critical thinking. I was going to be critical of those my own age who gave up the idealism of the 60's for wealth and status in life. Then I was going to write about Crystal, Rainbow, Indigo, and the Star children born in the 90's and later, some of whom are grandchildren of those youth back in the 60's. I wrote all that stuff and deleted it. It wasn't necessary.
But about those children born then and since, there is a reason for them to exist today. They're special children. I was born too soon to be among them, but in my own way, I am special, unique, and unusual. I can't expect most anyone to be as myself. So, I decided the post I deleted was just too self-righteous. I can't expect anyone to be like myself. And I don't. NOT really.
I think the reality of life set in with most of my generation. And I don't blame anyone. But the other day I did. And I was far too critical. And after I re-read what I wrote, I came across to myself as being too self-righteous and I ended up hating what I wrote. I have said what needs to be said today. This is as critical as I'm going to get. I realize I was born at a specific time for a specific purpose, but that is all I need to say about myself as can be said of most anyone.
You who are reading this are a part of that special time and you each have your purpose for being on this earth right now. I can say the same for most anyone. There was a bumper sticker from my college days that said, "Question Everything." And we did. None of us trusted the status quo. We even questioned religion. Time magazine asked the question on its front cover, "Is God Dead?" Leaving many to question Time for even asking the question.
I have my own reason for shunning organized religion. As soon as an idea is organized into a religion, the ideology fails. I come from religion and have shunned it shortly after my involvement in it. And I tried to go back but found out I couldn't. I just think too differently and never attempted to form my own religion. I learned how I think is not marketable.
So, I am a religion of one although I have shared my deepest thoughts about my religion with others, but find I am at my best alone. I smoke my pipe alone and keep my thoughts pretty much to myself with rare exception. Well, those are my thoughts today as I am smoking my La Roma Valerio pipe this morning with my Good Stuff/Black Cavendish mixture. I thank you for your time and Peace to each one of you.
Dave
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