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Monthly Archives: August 2013

it’s all smoke and mirrors…
we see nothing,
but we see it from every angle
we rush on
reviewing our every move
in 3-D slow-motion replays

the analysis of paralysis

yet we tell ourselves we’re happy
and strangely,
the majority of us seem to be

or at least,
… so we tell ourselves

“I Heard It Through The Grapevine” – a song written by Marvin Gaye…

No, it’s not…

“I Heard It Through the Grapevine” is a song written by Norman Whitfield and Barrett Strong for Motown Records in 1966.
It was made famous by Marvin Gaye in a single released in October 1968 on Motown’s Tamla label.

It also helped to make Marvin Gaye famous.

Ooh, I bet you’re wondering how I knew?
well, I took the time to look it up and verify it for myself…

In pop culture (like religion and science), we hear things and they sound good to us for some reason.
If it is something said by someone popular or a statement by some popular or trendy publication we are quick to believe it…

We want to believe it… perhaps because it confirms some convenient reassurance in our minds?
Or maybe because others seem to believe it, and we don’t want to “feel out”?

Influential people influence others.
These people are usually very charismatic and persuasive.
We give them credit in some way or another and a truth is born.
Maybe it’s as simple as that?

Religion is like that.
It sounds good to us, it makes sense, it seems to help us, encourage us… so we believe it and of course, we then go about trying to convince others of our new found revelation.

How many of us really test it out for ourselves diligently, personally, repeatedly?
Hardly any I’d say.
This is a real problem for religion. It seems to be based almost exclusively on “hearsay.”

Its a problem for science as well. … all knowledge and understanding in fact.

Maybe we could even say that science is the new religion?

It sounds good to us, it makes sense, it seems to help us, encourage us… so we believe it and of course, we then go about trying to convince others of our new found revelation.

How many of us really test it out for ourselves diligently, personally, repeatedly?
Hardly any I’d say.
This is a real problem for science these days. It seems to be based almost exclusively on “hearsay.”

If it is something said by someone popular or a statement by some popular or trendy publication we are quick to believe it…

We want to believe it… perhaps because it confirms some convenient reassurance in our minds?
Or maybe because others seem to believe it, and we don’t want to “feel out”?

Influential people influence others.
Leading scientific voices can be very charismatic and persuasive.
We give them credit in some way or another and a truth is born.
Maybe it’s as simple as that?

Back to the song again…

People say, “believe half of what you see, and none of what you hear.”
I can’t help being confused, if it’s true please tell me dear?

we are not godly simply because we frequent a church building…
… if we live across the road from a university library does not mean we are qualified to be awarded a degree…

the age of enlightenment

the era of technological breakthrough and instant access to vast data and resources…

we bask in circulated memes and scientific discoveries
… and we continue to expect, even demand easier access to all types of information

… and now it seems that we have come to believe that if we have ready access to all this information, knowledge, memes, wisdom, and all other types of data we are automatically learned, wise and mature…

delusion?

wisdom is vindicated by her deeds… not by her intentions

nor by assumptions based on self aggrandizement

have we even become so bewitched, possibly even to the extent that even constructive, positive and helpful information lulls us into the same comatose state of incapacitation…

… as all the while we are being set up

… as all the while we are allowing ourselves to be set up…

“I’m your wicked Uncle Ernie,
I’m glad you won’t see or hear me, as I fiddle about…

Our mother left me here to mind you, now I’m doing what I want to… fiddling about…

Down with the bedclothes, up with your nightshirt!… fiddle about, fiddle about…”

(John Entwistle – from the rock opera “Tommy” – by The Who)

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and the prophets gather
to sing the song of the Lord
to each other, and to themselves
for themselves
echoes
of deep human groanings
bouncing back
from across the abyss

the festival of the prophets
a festival of the profits
a festival of the arts
the art of the festival

a well lit platform
a showcase divine
an exchange of wills
flashing displays of finely forged skills

a performance
of finely woven lines
a tapestry of hope in a dry land
the mastery of the tale
… but therein lies a sting

drawn together from afar
they come to celebrate
their own captivity
there must be 50 ways
to sing the Lord’s song in a strange land

yet we will
each alone
but together we will find a way
or so we hope
and so we say

and as we tell the way
we find we are told a way
but we dance when they say
and we sing when they ring
as the notes tumble in
they beat the drum
and we lift the thumb
though it is long removed
and all but numb

but we grasp what we can
it’s all we have, you see…

because we don’t

so tell us what to say
to sing and to dance
and in return we will tell you
what you want to hear
that we all might profit
and be rid of our fear

for we are the prophets
and we must be seen to see
and if we don’t
how will you,
or we?

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the pursuit of money is the quest for power… the unbridled quest for power is a primal drive to cover our own insecurity and weakness … truth, ethics, morality, sophistication… these are secondary trivialities in this desperate, universal equation

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