Category: human nature

Man’s Search For Meaning

is ongoing and is getting to be a very crowed space. However, this post is mostly concerned with Viktor Frankl's best selling book about the World War Two Holocaust. In addition Frankl's Logotherapy. My provider, a clinical Psychologist, suggested I read this book. Because well lately, things have been grim. What follows are my thoughts, … Continue reading Man’s Search For Meaning →

Resistance to Truth

is almost always because of threat. Real or imagined to one's well-being. Naturally. Well-being being with regard to ones's health. Meaning ones's state of: 1) physical; 2) mental; 3) psychological; 4) emotional; 5) social; 6) economic. Anyone or all. Unfortunately the truth varies. There is short-term truth and long-term truth. In the short-term truth often … Continue reading Resistance to Truth →

I see only what I want to see

Is lyrics to a song suggested to me via Spotify. Because I watched another 'suggestion' via YouTube. That was Jewel's live performance at Woodstock 99 of her first hit Who Will Save Your Soul. Situational depression is a state of mind I find myself in from time to time. And I was experiencing one at my … Continue reading I see only what I want to see →

Table Of Contents

  THE GREAT DEBATE: Book one 2019: Living Solo POST  / DATE Set Yourself Free. August 26, 2019 Living Solo. August 28, 2019 Living Solo, II. September 01, 2019 Writing is Thinking. September 03, 2019 Thinking of Drinking. September 05, 2019 Writing is Thinking, II. September 09, 2019 Thinking of Drinking, II. September 16, 2019 … Continue reading Table Of Contents →

The Messiah Complex and the Treehouse

The messiah complex is a state of mind in which a person believes they are the savior of the world. Usually the person can be found on a street corner or a soapbox. Or in a treehouse. The Book is titled A Hunter-Gatherer's Guide to the 21st Century, co-authored by a middle-aged married couple. Both of … Continue reading The Messiah Complex and the Treehouse →

George Bernard Shaw: “a Tolstoy with jokes”

It's true! Or a David Foster Wallace's Infinite Jest 100 years 'prior to'. I was introduced to Shaw's play Pygmalion (1914) sixty some years ago. When my mother took me by the hand and made me accompany her to My Fair Lady, a modern version of the theater performance, staring Julie Andrews and Rex Harrison. I can't recall … Continue reading George Bernard Shaw: “a Tolstoy with jokes” →

Screwed without A Kiss

was a rough thing to accept twenty years ago; and is no easier today. Or maybe it is? After all, I'm older and more accepting and grateful - to still be here. Or is it something else? complacency? burn out? hopelessness? Here's the story My favorite intellectual, Robert Wright, just posted a reflection and look … Continue reading Screwed without A Kiss →

Father’s Day: five years later

Does it get any easier - the loss of the father? Short answer: no. Father's Day is a commercial ploy to make money. These days, what isn't? Nevertheless, the father is important. Because without him none of us would be here. My father was both a complicated and simple man. Simple because he was basically what a … Continue reading Father’s Day: five years later →