"Fun is the one thing that money can’t buy." The Beatles
Mistrust seems to be a given in modern living and, sure, you have to be careful where you step, but you’ve also got to trust yourself somewhere along the line. Trust that a smile is still a smile. That’s another universal. Don’t need a book written by a scientist to tell you what it means to you—although I’m sure there is one—because anything can be interpreted a dozen different ways for the contrary nature of our disbelief. But where does it all end up taking us, and where does actual community managing begin? I realize all questions remain organic in the face of a changing biological reality, but I’ve never thought that we were only these slick packages of meat and nothing more. We have thoughts. Are our thoughts meat? We have dreams. Are dreams meat? We fall in love. Is love a big steaming mess of meat? That just seems way too fatalistic and smart-assed to ever be the whole shebang and you know it. It negates our feelings. It treats us as objects. It leaves us cold to the touch, that kind of logic does, and we are anything but. We are sad, happy, angry, amused, bereft, creative and brilliant, just to name a few. There’s always more. Explore.
We let so many things come between us, age, gender, education, experience, politics, height, weight, food, guns, and any reindeer games. The latest fashion, tattoos, religion, or whatever, you name it, but it seems silly because at some point these things are irrelevant to the number one fact—we are here together. It is one planet, not two, not three, not four. All of us have a home in the Milky Way. Our atoms are swirling together. Let's dance! dp