: About Me

THE FLY

Once a great wise man came from the mountains that reached above the clouds, he told us about truth. He said that one day while eating the wise mushrooms a fly came to him and landed on his shoulder. The wise man asked the fly, "Tell me about the world." The fly was surprised at this and said there were many worlds; many of different colors and some black for some of his eyes were blind. The wise man then learned of many other worlds and he imagined strange creatures who could only see one color or could hear only one sound. He told us of creatures who thought in squares, who saw spheres as tiny squares so small that from a distance they looked round. These creatures could not look closely at the things of the world even with great magical instruments because they taught these instruments to see only squares. When they wanted to understand life they sought to do this by studying the square. When they looked out they discovered the universe was filled with squares. When they looked close up they saw smaller squares. They imagined infinite squares because outside of these squares were more squares. Because these square instruments saw like the square eyes, they developed logic, mathematics, and great philosophies based on the square. Their god was a cube, an it. When people with round eyes, very few in their world, spoke of a round god but also an it the square-eyed square hair-do people lopped off their round heads. It was nonsense for sense was made of squares. The wise man looked at us with his inner lit eyes. He told us of how his father was persecuted in the old, gone world because he ate the magic mushrooms and discovered the worlds of the fly. He told us "Beware of finding truth by seeing a little at a time. Also, see through the eyes and ears and all of the senses, and all of the logics and thoughts of all worlds. Do not exclude any, not even the world of the square, but do not emphasize the world of the round. See as the fly sees and find something common in all worlds, "That is truth."

My passion is ...

Spending time in the desert watching the sun and moonrise

I know too much about ...

Nothing, I don't have to know anything anymore, everththing moves when I move

My parents always told me ...

Don't play with matches, I wish I would have listened

My childhood ambition ...

To hitchhike to California

My favorite memory ...

Skiing for miles down a frozen river in April

Why I write ...

Still trying to figure that one out

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Tina Fey / Richard Feynman

My first job ...

The state fair pitching nickels

My best moment ...

Being Alive

My inspiration ...

The first snow

Arts & Humanities > Philosophical Concepts Finding truth

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It must be understood that truth is not real. It is the best representation or abstracting of reality. It is only a facet of reality describing either an objective characteristic or subjective characteristic; objective being the truth outside of oneself or subjective being the truth relative to oneself; realities corresponding. To find truth of either kind concerning anything particular, one must first understand and perceive all facets of two things, herself/himself and her/him resources of information. One must consider mere needs, psychologically and physically to root out fear. One mus...

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