flowers are good

Gave some thought to being bald today. Course I am not bald actually but then I might look bald. Gave some thoughts to Alice in Wonderland. That book is a little lower and to the left. Left of course is what it might be but it is indeed more than it appears. Then on the other hand today is no day to fall down that hole. Seems like bald can be sort of dark in that it reminds one of being in a different state. Lot has past. Lots to ponder. The microscope probably was about 1955. It's been in the family a long time. Course then so have some of the books. The Ford never was in the family but then the replica has been around for a while. I was a chevy guy. Folks then were either chevy guys or Ford folks I suppose. Seems like the difference really blurred a lot. Don't know that it isn't still blurry. Today I went for what was really a walk rather than a run. I suppose thats ok, but then running is still an option. Took those flower pictures myself. Back on Oct 08. Then again guess this blog has covered some years.

I had the experience in spite of the bridge

maybe that really is me?

On more than one occasion over a lot of years, not really recently unfortunately, I have gone to the Bay area for business meetings. Those meetings often turned at days end to social events and rooms full of people. You walk around with a name tag on and mix with folks and talk. So on more than one or two occasions, years back, someone would ask me with a straight face if I played for the 49ers. Well that was interesting. A couple of times I said yes, and waited a few minutes. Then again that was a while back. No one has asked that in a long time. Then again I haven't been in the Bay Area in a long time. Maybe that is what I need to do. Then again the "sharp edges" to this story is that it really doesn't mean anything. It would indeed be more fun to be in a room full of people you know than with strangers anyway. Either way things unexpected will happen. I was reading a article about "randomness" the other day. The point was that often big events happen that just could not have been anticipated. Trying to predict what a sequence of events will lead to without knowing the unknown impact of things not expected would be hard if not impossible, according to the article. An example was the Internet. No sequence of events could have anticipated the impact of the Internet before it was here and so it would be with a lot of unexpected things. On the other hand this all assumes that our focus would be on events and even things rather than on who we are really and what we become. Unlike those that may have for a brief moment mistook who I was the question really is who do I think I am. If the sequence of events that make up our life are looked at in terms of "who are we" or what are we becoming then I would think that randomness is a non factor. Our motives and desires and what we really love most will eventually define us and no event expected or not will change that.

motive might be a logical component

Randomness, as defined by Aristotle is the situation when a choice is to be made which has no logical component* by which to determine or make the choice. According to several standard interpretations of quantum mechanics, some phenomena are objectively random. That is, in an experiment where all causally relevant parameters are controlled, there will still be some aspects of the outcome which vary randomly.

* On the other hand motive might be the logical

component of a lot of choices that does bring about

an outcome that could be predicted.

On the other hand doing the right thing for the right reason might be just as important as the results that they bring. Then too this at least is a blog for today, which is my main motive in writing it.

The wind, stand tall,

I was watching a movie the other day and it was about a man who went to the country to live after he had lost everything. He found some people who he did not know and settled with them. He had not lived in the country but learned their ways. He learned to plant rice in fields of water and as he planted he noticed that the breeze would come and all would stand up and let the breeze blow against their faces and bodies standing silent for a short time. A ritual. Perhaps meditation. Perhaps just appreciating what is good about what one is doing. I love to run when a wind hits my face. I like the scripture in John 3:8 that says: The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit..............later it is suggested that knowledge comes but if we don't accept what we see in front of our face we would not accept more. Standing with the wind in our face is enough. It was enough for those that stopped to experience it and then went back to work once it left. Good message. Don't know where it came from, or where it is going, but while it is with me it makes me stand tall. Love the wind in my face.