Learning Math To Have Friends

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Okay then, or rather, "How now brown cow? I feel like I'm living in a leper colony rather than living over here in the woods by myself. Too much traffic for that. It was too good to be true. I don't own the world. Otherwise, if I did, I'd either move to a quieter place or demand that my neighbors (including the airport) leave well enough alone by returning to it's previous condition.

I probably wouldn't be nice about it either. I wouldn't have to be if I owned the world. If they found out I wanted them gone it would be prudent to up and find theyselves some other place to be in order to have their lives spared. I'm not the person the world wants to be owned by. Given unlimited power I might make Hitler, Stalin, and Saddam Hussein seem like playful children by comparison.

I think the thoughts of genius so-me-ti-me, and not only the good genies either. The evil genies are just as likely or even more prone to show up in my version of wot's what, and I've seen all their wares to boot. That's what happens when you sit down under the Bo Tree while chronically fatigued. It doesn't seem to matter where the Bo Tree is or even if there are no trees around at all. Chronic fatigue is the deciding factor.

At least, as they say, this/that IS my story, and I am is sticking to it. Why would it not? The world becomes it's own thoughts to please it. But, when the flash and dash of breaking through becomes just so much so and so, it can't get back to the Garden again. Damned sha-me. You know?

One of the Jesus stories, if not all of them, is really about something or the other making itself in it's own image. Who or what is deciding which, if any, of these eye mages represents it's best interest seems to be an enigma within a paradox or vice versa. Maybe neither.

In either or both cases it relates to the monkey-see/monkey-do dynamic. The current end product of evolution to the last man-jack uses imitation and mimicry as it's only mode of creativity. That's a long earth-time period from when the leading edge of evolution were monkeys. Monkeys might imitate each other in some solitary venture, but monkeys don't know how to prop up each other's egos for a joint venture in real time.

Atta boys!, are the only real difference between men and monkeys. Homo sapiens can subjugate their own need for self-importance to support larger and larger groups. The hierarchy of which doesn't have to emerge from their personal experience, but can be uttered by a printed notice on the occasional fence post:

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The person we acknowledge as King will pass through this region around the noon hour. Be prepared to fall on your faces in homage of his superiority or we will take your resistance or slightest hesitation as a death wish we will be happy to accommodate. ~ Selah

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If I were to read a sign like this while strolling the countryside I'm pretty sure I'd fall to my knees immediately upon espying a crowned figure followed by a entourage of meanies. Granted, what with my arthritis and all, it might hurt a lot, and OMG, the sha-me of it. But, "the superior man lets many things pass without being duped."

To assure myself I am on topic still I scrolled to the top of the page and re-read what I wrote at the bejinning. I was right. I don't have a clue why I just wrote what I wrote, and it doesn't appear to connect to what I started out to write in any practical way at all.

The documentaries that get rerun a lot on PBS can mesmerize me. Presently I'm watching a series of programs about the spark of life that distinguishes modern man from his most recent incarnations the monkeys.

Just above, I wrote that the act of handing out "atta boys" is what the real difference is between men and monkeys. I probably derived this from watching Alan Alda moderating these types of science shows. He's a better Bill Nye, true, but he is a trained, professional actor, and if he couldn't perform this moderator role well it would only mean that he's a lousy actor.

Bill Nye, as a professional scientist, might not be so lucky. He seems to seek safety in teaching science as if he were talking down to children. The guys on NOVA do the same thing. As if learning math and science is only for the privileged few rather than a topic a typical adult might find interesting if they weren't condescended to.

I refused to learn to live life by the numbers. There is not a chance in hell I'd put myself in the position of insisting on prospective friends and acquaintances learning advanced math theories before I would treat them as an equal.

That's kind of what happened with my love affair with astrology and the other occult systems that depend upon it for augury. Not many people speak that lingo., and what with their preachers telling them its a sin to even hear it mentioned, speaking it is too big a hump to overcome even for the good it can do.
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