Reflections
Apparently, three books may not be enough.
I really believed that by the time I got through them, I might finally have a little more clarity. Maybe even some peace.
I've spent a good part of my life poking around and taking things apart, including a few things that might have been better off left alone. God, religion, government, authority, death, the afterlife, and more rabbit holes than I care to count.
And after all of that, you'd think I might finally be ready to engage the autopilot, sit back, and enjoy the ride.
Apparently not.
Because lately I've been noticing some of the more ordinary things we do that still don't add up or make much sense. Things we do every day and barely give a second thought to. Things we automatically believe. Things we've accepted as true and correct because, well, everybody else seems to accept them too.
And then there are those things we know deep down are just plain wrong in the real world, but we smile, nod, and go along with them anyway.
Why?
That's the stuff that's been getting my attention again lately.
Not because I'm trying to figure everything out. I've finally given up on that one.
I'm just curious. And if there's one thing that bothers me to no end, it's deception.
We've somehow managed to take this incredibly strange experience of being alive on this little blue ball, spinning at dizzying speeds and hurtling through space at thousands of miles an hour toward who knows where, and we act as if all of this is perfectly normal.
Sometimes I look around at the things we believe, the things we say, the things we chase, the things we worry about, the things we fight over, and all the things we've decided matter almost more than life itself, and I find myself wondering:
How in the hell did we ever fall for all this nonsense?
So that's probably what you'll find in these reflections. Things I've noticed. Things I'm still questioning. Things that make me laugh. And probably a few things I haven't figured out what to do with yet.
I don't know where any of it is going.
But I have this sneaking suspicion I may still have one more book in me before I finally get it all out.
And in the days ahead, you'll probably find some of my new YouTube videos parked here as I begin talking more openly about my accident, what happened afterward, and some of the things I've spent nearly fifty years trying to make sense of.
I've also recently wandered onto a new Facebook page—something I'd somehow managed to avoid for many years.
That's becoming another place where I can write a little more informally about things I notice, remember, question, laugh about, or still haven't figured out.
Apparently, I'm not quite done talking about all of this either.