Intelligent Design Number 47 in a Series UFOs photoshopped over Denver. That’s right, they’re fake. But. They still look pretty damned cool sailing over the metro-Denver area. I do not doubt they fly along the front range all the time, having accidentally photographed saucer-shaped UFOs on three different occasions over the years in the Denver-Boulder area. I know of …
This morning, outside I stood
And saw a little red-winged bird
Shining like a burning bush
Singing like a scripture verse
It made me want to bow my head
I remember when church let out
How things have changed since then
Everything is holy now
Sitting in the silence of the creation of the world sets the stage for the possibility of spiritual communion; meditation makes the contact of mind with spirit; relaxation determines the capacity for spiritual receptivity. Quite simply, it’s the interchange of the will for the mind of self.
Films that make it around the world can become important cultural benchmarks for shared ideas and experiences. The Matrix is such a film. A venturesome science-fiction/mythical story pitting man against machine against new age nihilism against slow-motion bullets, with a dash of time transcendence thrown in for special effects crunchy goodness. Without putting a value judgment on it as a film or a philosophy, it can still serve as a planet-wide meme for the purveyors of and partakers in world culture, even a rudimentary philosophy of reality.
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCkfEzGkYrw&feature=related[/youtube] The light traveler “Prot,” (rhymes with moat) hailing from the planet K-Pax in the Lyra system, presumes that everyone on earth knows that we are the third planet out, orbiting a pale yellow star we call the sun. That it’s “common knowledge.” But Prot would presume too much to think we know much more than that. Simple factoids …
At least some of the outrage that courses through the American psyche today derives from recognition of our shredded values of justice, and whether we can still claim we are a nation of law when our leaders suffer no consequences for their crimes.
My journey started over at Distributor Cap‘s place. Just an innocent morning meander of our blog roll, since Blog Roll Amnesty Day is bearing down on the inter-toobers. Getting to know the blogo-neighbors is really part and parcel of being a blogger in the first place; it’s cyberspace exploration at it’s most exhilarating. Like Blue Gal, DC has one of …
