From time to time, you just have to bite the bullet. Now is my turn.
Reality is such a personal thing. The edges are blurry and kind of fuzzy. It actually looks better that way. Too sharp a focus cuts deeply.
Where do we find the common ground? How can we agree upon truth when we cannot find a shared reality? Can we trust what we see, feel, experience? How big of a microscope do we need to see the smallest things that we share in common, even when we don't appear to share anything in common?
Remember Pascal? We must first see the truth of the other persons' view point in order to start a meaningful dialog.
Friday, January 19, 2007
Monday, January 16, 2006
Gybe ho!
Why am I doing this? Because I asked others to.
Why gybing? Gybing is changing direction while sailing downwind. An accidental gybe can be quite dangerous as the boom, driven by the wind, swings through an arc proscribed by the mainsheet. A normal, controlled gybe is a smooth transition from one tack to another. What is the difference? The skill of the crew, the observation of the skipper, and the fickleness of the wind.
Plus, the British spelling is worth a lot of points on the Scrabble board.
I will be writing the occassional pseudo-random thought on this board. I wonder who will stumble across it, other than, of course, you and me...
And the rest of us.
Why gybing? Gybing is changing direction while sailing downwind. An accidental gybe can be quite dangerous as the boom, driven by the wind, swings through an arc proscribed by the mainsheet. A normal, controlled gybe is a smooth transition from one tack to another. What is the difference? The skill of the crew, the observation of the skipper, and the fickleness of the wind.
Plus, the British spelling is worth a lot of points on the Scrabble board.
I will be writing the occassional pseudo-random thought on this board. I wonder who will stumble across it, other than, of course, you and me...
And the rest of us.
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