. . . I was distracted by college finals . . . please read it. . .
You weren’t addressing me, but I read it.
Yes, real life can be distracting.
Going off on a tangent:
My son finished his exams yesterday. He is enrolled in a very difficult progarm in which only 40% of those who met the stringent requirements to get in, end up graduating. It is his dream to succeed and he has been giving it his all. But, the odds are less than fifty-fifty. It could be very disappointing and there will be months of sadness, anxiety, guilt, shame and anger to follow a negative result. Eventually, there would be a final acceptance, a picking up of oneself and moving on through the next door opened by God.
I mention all this because these are the “brute facts” of life - the undeniable realities that exist whether or not we are ever aware of the movement of celestial bodies.
It is in dealing with life as it presents itself that we grow.
Being involved within this process, it is difficult to discern the truth of our condition.
This truth, it must be emphasized, is not to be found in physics or through any use of the scientific method.
It has to do with meaning, existence, relationships, virtues such as courage, honesty, patience and their counterpart vices.
While it is a delight to speculate on the mysteries of creation through the knowledge it provides, science is merely a tool, pure and simple.
One finds however, that to delineate its limitations, gets some people really upset.
Whereas philosophy and theology help clarify existential mysteries, science is an inadequate substitute, giving only a false sense of clarity and orderliness to life.
Unable to otherwise come to terms with the complexities, especially the horrors of life, some run to the security offered by the order that underlies nature.
Unfortunately, for those who seek in science, a refuge from the torments of the real world, they will find only illusion in the form of mere ideas, always under threat.
One way to look at it, there are no true “facts”, only agreements in the interpretations that arise from the relationship that exists between the two mysteries of self and other.
We agree to approach a matter the same way and we end up with views that can coexist.
Life is no less of a mystery, and the abyss not diminished by this agreement that all is not chaos.
While interesting (mind-blowing actually because of the immensity) to contemplate, it does not really matter to know how far the sun the sun and the moon are to the earth. It becomes important when one looks to the heavens for a sense of constancy, predictability, order. A lunar eclipse puts it all in jeopardy and it is here that such information helps restore the balance. That is, until it is challenged.
People get very anxious, angry and defensive when their foundations are shaken.
Shaken enough times, one hopefully will find oneself rooted in what is True, He who is who He is, Reality. . . which is Love, btw.
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