Living the Life

I think I have finally, although only partially, discovered that I need to live the life I say I live. The "form" of my life, the words I use to speak about my life, etc. is only a small aspect of the REALITY with which I live that life. Do I believe in truth? If I do, I must abide in that truth and not lose focus of the reality. The hard part about doing this is, of course, the "matter." The matter is the physical evidence that I am doing and living what I believe. NOT an easy task, to be sure.

I think television is part of our culture's demise in this regard. It tells us things that are not real, so that we, like sheep who have gone astray, can all live life in this "un-reality." We start thinking that we are the rational ones, and it is the "truthsayers" that are deluded. But everyone who belongs to the truth hears the voice of Truth Himself.

May we live the life. May we not be like the sheep.

Hero Watcher

Is anyone else out there watching "Heroes?"

I find it fascinating.

But it sets my mind reeling after each episode. It's hard to just get back to everyday tasks after a show like that.

Thoughts??

Clarifications...

I was just perusing through my last (first!) few posts, and I realized that I may have sounded a bit contradictory in the first two. In the first, I stated that the anger I had and its subsequent reaction were "real."

I then stated, in the second, that I needed to focus more on what is real than on what I think. I still believe this to be true, but I think some clarifications are necessary. Was my anger "real?" Of course. But that doesn't mean that it was based in Reality (note the capital "R"). Reality, with the capital R, is about what is true ALL the time. And real life experiences, legitimate though they may be, are much more subjective than what Reality actually is.

Anti-Santorum Sentiments Breed Hatred

Why are some people SO against others that they cannot appreciate the goodness that is there? We must remember that human persons are a unique combination of spirit and matter. No other creatures in the world can "boast" such an existence. Can we please pay attention MORE to the spiritual? This is not to say that the material should then be denied; certainly not. But the spiritual has much to do with the heart, the "center of the person, from which he speaks." And it is not what goes into a man that can kill- it is what comes out of him, out of his heart. And it is that which comes from the heart to which we must be attentive.

Senator Santorum has made some mistakes, and committed more than his fair share of sins. How can I dare to make such a claim (regardless of party affiliation or ideology)? Because this is true for EVERY human being (again, regardless of party affiliation or ideology). Just some thoughts to keep in mind as we approach election time....

I just realized another thought as I glanced at my title for today's post. If it is that which comes out of the heart that can kill, then no wonder anti-anyone sentiments breed hatred.

On Reality

That which is real is what our focus in life should be. When it is not, our own selves get in the way of perceiving the reality.

If I would focus less on what I think and more on what reality is, I believe that I would be a greatly improved individual.

The question I pose to all readers, then, is the following: Why do people consistently choose the conterfeit versions of life rather than the real thing?

Opening (rather melancholy) Monologue

Greetings.

"Form": the way something is done; how we do it. "Matter": the physical substances we use to do what we do. All of life is composed of these things.

One of my objectives in beginning this blog is to muse over some of the ways we do things, and what matter we use to do them.

Take, for example, anger. I had a moment of unjustifiable anger earlier today. Unfortunately, I chose the medium of screaming at the person who was the object of my anger. The matter I used was my hand clamped tightly around this other person's arm. It was all so unnecessary. But it was real. LIFE is REAL.

Let's live it.