Today I idly thought that the prompt would be something along the lines of romance, love, or at least chocolate. Even if it was milk chocolate and not the 85% cocoa which is my favorite decadence.
So I was mildly surprised, and challenged to see that today the discussion would be something that would be anathema to what valentines’ day would be all about. I found myself being suspicious overall at the pick. Did someone do this on purpose so that the prompt would lead me into the feelings of what the prompt described?
Are the words somehow created by some random word generator. Is there some higher intelligence behind the word selection? Are they using their power for good, or is there some greater malfeasance behind all of this?
Very well played.
via Daily Prompt: Suspicious
Creature suggests something from depths of the ocean or from the depths of hell. Something not quite seen before or completely understood.
Mary Shelley’s 1818 novel Frankenstein, or The Modern Prometheus only referred to the creation as the Creature. Instead of being a monster, the Creature appeared eloquent when demanding a mate from Frankenstein;
‘create a female for me with whom I can live in the interchange of those sympathies necessary for my being.’
Perhaps far more human than what we care to imagine.
via Daily Prompt: Creature
Cavity suggests a negative connotation. Whenever you think about cavity an image or an issue presents itself. The first image includes dental visits. Particularly when I was younger. Back then the drills were run by steel cables. Very Kafkaesque.
Other cavities suggest returning from opium countries. Planes. Searches.
Another major time you think about cavities would be where your organs reside. Normally they resemble a good next door tenant. Quiet, restful, innocuous. The moment you have to take them aside and tell them to quiet down, well the good relationship starts to deteriorate.
via Daily Prompt: Cavity
Apparently, the unexamined life is not worth living. I had an inkling that this would be lot of work. So like most renovation projects, I hired someone to do it for me.
Our organization used to love strategic planning. Whenever we had a new CEO, they would start a new strategic plan to put their stamp on the organization.
Back in the 90s, we attended this out-of-town retreat with our new CEO. About 20 of us attended this exercise. The CEO started with a enthusiastic intro. Things started to spin a bit out of control after that in apparent attempt to impress him.
One manager said that we had to step back a bit and see how things were going. The next manager suggested that we had to take elevated view of the entire economy. The next manager said that we had to take an even higher 30,000 foot look at the past present and future. The next manager said we had to go even further to take a global analysis of the history and future of the world as observed from the sun.
I made the last one up, but in keeping with the trend lines, everyone attempted to outdo the prior manager in order to show himself as more of a visionary.
The horizon may be closer than you think. In the physical world, someone standing on a shore can see about 2.9 miles. But someone scanning the horizon of the future, well the future does not really exist. We only live moment to moment.
If you ask my golden retrievers, they exist completely in the moment. They may know pretty well when its dinner time, but I don’t think the live their lives anticipating it.
You know how you can walk into a room and completely forget why? Golden retrievers live like that all the time. No past, no future, just moment to moment. If they encounter someone in the room, well everything else is completely forgotten.
Mindfulness makes me appreciate the moment. I can only do that for short stretches of time. Being rational animals, we spent a lot of our time planning for the future or brooding over the past. But living in the moment brings out its fully glory.
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I consider my body a temple. Not in a religious sort of way, but in a way that people gather together and exchange things. I may be actually thinking of the bazaar found outside some temples where people exchange money for goods and other services.
As a youth, I spent more time reading than I did playing sports and the like. I didn’t care much for the competitive aspect back then. When I turned 15 I finally started to approach exercise in a serious way. I did a bit of running, but I spent most of my time weightlifting or in the martial arts.
I spent a few months studying judo, but by the end of the class I usually managed a serious headache. I always seemed to have these serious debilitating throbbing headaches. Those thankfully finally stopped by the time I turned 20.
After judo, I found karate more to my liking. Most of time I went to the closest YMCA and studied there for a few years. On occasion, we would all load up to go to central dojo on Main Street. These guys seemed like the masters of old. They all had amazing speed and agility.
I am going to spend the next few days going through some of the various excercise programs.
A bit of weights, running, karate, yoga and finally biking. You have a to keep the body confused at all times.
The essence of a loophole allows one to escape the overall moral purpose of a piece of legislation or moral code of conduct. An ethical loophole could therefore only exist if the legislation or moral code ran against an overall greater imperative. Such as an inalienable right to life, liberty or the pursuit of happiness.
This was likely Thomas Jefferson’s moral imperative to the Declaration of Independence and the need to escape Britain’s rule.
Einstein made of study of physics and humanity. My favorite quote of his on the values of human nature:
“The ideals which have always shone before me and filled me with the joy of living are goodness, beauty, and truth. To make a goal of comfort or happiness has never appealed to me; a system of ethics built on this basis would be sufficient only for a herd of cattle.”
US (German-born) physicist (1879 – 1955)
During the summer, we had our cottage friends and a couple of our adult children over for pizza. Now, my wife likes to make speciality pizzas from scratch. This is a multi-day process to procure the ingredients and to ensure the dough rises correctly.
An hour before dinner, the BBQ has to be going to make sure the pizza stone reaches a searing 550 degrees. We arrange our tables on the deck to overlook the water. Everyone promptly arrives at 6, and then the magic starts to happen.
The wine is poured of course, but this never becomes a the main focus. Everyone sits on the long side of the table and my wife takes the other side. She orchestrates the pizza creation like a maestro. Carefully explaining all of the steps taken to make the speciality pizzas. The hot pizza stone cooks the pizza within 12 minutes. During this time, everyone converses while being entertained. Even after cooking, the pizzas require a bit more treatment by adding argula or drizzling some flavorful olive oils.
Everyone laughs and share stories as the pizza show continues. Making one pizza at time ensures that everyone gets fed bit by bit and remain hungry for more. The weather absolutely co-operates as the sun settles closers to the horizon. Even the ubiquitous mosquitoes take a break. All of these aspects swirl together to make a sublime happy experience.
The communal feeling of happiness that we all felt at that time continues to resonate with all of us.
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