Careening off the Road and into Wild Country
I've mostly been quiet on this blog (for me) about the Presidential race, not because I don't have some very strong opinions, but because I was trying not to add to the deafening chatter. Also, this blog is supposed to provide an antidote to the insanity of humans at their worst. It's no small effort to get up in the morning to the news of the world and not just throw up my hands and say the hell with it—why bother writing my small thing in the face of so much that is truly awful? I have no answer beyond because. Because if one person finds relief or inspiration then I've done my job. The Quran (yes, that Quran!) says "If you kill one person, it's as if you kill all of humanity." I'm going to take comfort in the idea that if I help one person, then it's as if I helped all of humanity. Not because I have delusions of grandeur, but because I am such a puny thing in the face of this world, the universe, and beyond.
From time to time, though, I will be going off road from our regularly scheduled jaunts into history and art and culture and spirituality and into wild country—current events and social studies. I may not explain myself—sometimes because I can't, and sometimes because the entry, like the one that follows this, will be self explanatory.
From time to time, though, I will be going off road from our regularly scheduled jaunts into history and art and culture and spirituality and into wild country—current events and social studies. I may not explain myself—sometimes because I can't, and sometimes because the entry, like the one that follows this, will be self explanatory.
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