does the word “natural” not mean “occuring in nature”?

•March 24, 2010 • Leave a Comment

i find it amusing when people say things are “unnatural” when they really mean “the bible condemns it”.

it’s extra confusing because of the etymological meaning of the word.

for example, of course, homosexuality is “not natural” and yet it occurs plentifully in nature.

(from Merriam-Webster’s)

Main Entry: 1nat·u·ral
Function: adjective
Etymology: Middle English, from Anglo-French naturel, from Latin naturalis of nature, from natura nature
Date: 14th century

1 : based on an inherent sense of right and wrong <natural justice>
2 a : being in accordance with or determined by nature b : having or constituting a classification based on features existing in nature

perhaps i should find it more disturbing that the etymological meaning is second to the more “biblical” meaning.

i stand corrected to an extent. corrected in the view of general societal understanding of a word overcoming the original broken-down word meaning.

i stand by the word meaning.

perhaps because i have trouble being non-literal.

perhaps because i value logic my own logic and my own interpretations) over anyone else’s.

perhaps because i generally find people very very illogical.

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the internet is a chaotic interwoven mindf*ck

•March 17, 2010 • Leave a Comment

it seems more poignant if i say no more.

just know that at this moment, i cannot fathom the complexity of it nor the fact that millions upon millions of people are online right now. (ie, http://www.internetworldstats.com/stats.htm)

it is not difficult to support the postulate that soon (relatively speaking) we will have the internet plugged into us in some way. sure… this is hella scary but hello, mental iphone!* it kinda rocks.

thinking that as i am writing and posting, other people are possibly reading it and  forwarding it or posting it as a link is mind boggling and humbling. perhaps in our over-the-top, disturbing technological burgeoning, we may be finding an unexpected (regardless that it is rarely thought of) togetherness and zen?

or perhaps not… consider yurslf pwned n00b.

*relating to ubiquity more than design, not so fond of all the little apps cluttering up my space.

i love my macbook pro.

•March 17, 2010 • Leave a Comment

after the post about how we all need to pitch in to save the planet from crisis, i would like to post about how much i love my new toy, my macbook pro. (i suck.)

but really, it uses less energy! and it does everything i want quickly and beautifully. also, when i use it, i mostly am thinking “this is fun!” or “wow, that was easy…” instead of “where’s that driver again?”

this afternoon, i created a “scrapbook”/comic book of a work function, then created a quick website, which i hosted from my own computer. most of the time it took was from my own stupidity when i didn’t save my work and then a rare mac app freeze occurred. i’ve never created a scrapbook on a computer, and i’m notoriously poor at figuring out photo related software. also, last time i created a website, it was in the 90s and i think it was with geocities. oh dear!

anyway, this is a boring post. but i love my mac. i can almost safely say, i am a convert. and i was always like… i hate being forced to do things a certain way!

but when my main concerns with a system are: “it doesn’t let me move a column over here where i want it!! wah wah wah!” then i really have nothing to complain about.

why are we burning dinosaurs to get around?

•March 17, 2010 • Leave a Comment

http://www.storyofstuff.org/capandtrade/

if you haven’t watched the first  in the series:

http://www.storyofstuff.org/

it’s worth it. demand renewable resources with the money you add to the global economy. as my brother says, “vote with your dollars”…

facebook, failure and introspection

•March 16, 2010 • Leave a Comment

facebook always depresses me.

i do not like seeing the people in my past. i do not like seeing people from 20 years ago or 10 or 5. i know that it is an excellent tool to keep up with everyone. i find it overwhelming though. and it invariably makes me feel inadequate. like, my life is not enough. i do not look at others life and ever think “that life is for me! what was i thinking!?!!?” it is more like “why can’t i co-exist like a human with these people?” and “why is this all so boring?”

it makes me sad though. like i’m a failure. it reminds me of all the people that seem so distant. sure, i could remedy it by reaching out, but after a few attempts, it all starts to feel so empty and fake. then i am feeling sad for a different reason. “why must i be / feel so empty in order to fit in with the majority of people?”

so, i generally choose option 3. avoid most humans entirely. this brings a new sadness in. i guess i should just focus on finding the happy things and move forward.

it seems like no matter what you do, there is always sadness to be found. you succeed at your job? too bad your family hates you. you are a loving spouse? of course you are, you suck at your career. you provided a good strong role model for your children? yes, but they can’t relate to you emotionally.

i know there must be balance to be had somewhere, somehow. i guess these incongruencies only exist when you look for them. like a tree falling in the forest. like a star exploding in another universe. like a child crying alone in the dark.

it is about perspective. perhaps without these moments of introspection and sadness, there would be no moments of cheek-hurting laughter and happiness. perhaps it’s the impetus needed to re-evaluate and point the compass back to who, what and where you want to be.

•March 15, 2010 • Leave a Comment

i’m back.

who cares?

no one should.

i’ve changed and i’m still the very same.

i have the same hope, as i do every time i start spewing words again, that i will keep at this, because it helps soothe the ravage of my endless thoughts. here’s hoping.

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•April 15, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Humans can’t help but evolve (and devolve sometimes). Every conversation we have, every person we talk to, every experience… changes us. None of us are an “I”, we don’t stay the same enough to pin down such a definition. What a strange and complex, fascinatingly varied system it is.

This is what makes the concept of “life” or “god” or how we got here, who we are… so interesting. What are we in the “eyes” of whatever is beyond the reaches of our space probes and microscopes? How do we stack up in the whole picture? (Is there even an end to the picture?)