First Contact

Alien to me, you may fear me, I fear you.

Would it be presumptuous of me, to think you fear me?

I think not, you may have the same form, but your beliefs are different from mine.

I know we do not have the same ways.

Will you let me share one of my ways with you?

It’s funny, I sometimes forget how foreign people seem to me before we meet.

Why books are no good in philosophy

To use the Socratic method requires being a good guide and connecting with people face to face.

Old technology like books and new stuff like FaceTime, just won’t work.

It is all about making better thoughts to help people make themselves better.

This is the true definition of prosperity or philosophy.

Stoics like Epictetus used the same methods.

Technology isn’t going to advance humanity, humanity is.

Okay, you may not get it.  People only connect, face to face.

This sense of connection delutes isolation and helps with authenticity.

There are many qualities to person to person connections.  Trust is just one of them.

What Is Philosophy?

The consolation of the human soul or mind.
The use of proper impressions to reduce vice and increase virtue in the practitioner.
To learn the art of learning, living and loving by doing no harm.
To reduce lose of human life through these good practices in oneself and encouraging same practice in those who are a willing recipient.

What philosophy is not!
It is not an intellectual practice.
It is not a religion.
It is not a cult.
It is not a tool to do harm.

Anonymity (and good)

You may never see me, but I am present for you.

You may not sense me as a threat and therefore ignore me.  But I shall be ready to help.

You could be emotionally spent.  But I will give you patience and understanding.

You have good and bad behaviour.  But I will be with you when things are good, bad, and ugly.

You may never know my name.

You may never pay me back.

Dude, Flowers and Everything 

Obviously, on a good vibe,

Rolling along the Avenue with a red bouquet of wrapped flowers.

Wearing his white head gear and sunglasses,

His pencil shape, six foot high stature makes this hipster skip to his own beat.

The sun is shining more on him or I am in the shade.

Sight and sound is alive downtown this morning.

Routine As A Base

Each day has one for each of us.
Mine is what I make of it:
Breakfast, prepare for the day, washroom break, brisk walk to work, workday, supper, read and write, chores, prepare for bed, a good night's sleep. Maybe play my guitar, go for a walk, perhaps a half dozen more things. Meditation, exercise, healthy lifestyle consisting of daily good habits.

Each week has one set for each of us.
Mine is made up of work, sleep, exercise, good meals, family and friends, a routine filled with all the above.

Each month has one set for me.
Pay my monthly bills because I am fortunate enough to work and earn a monthly sum that meets my needs and then some.
I wake up each morning with my routine, each day and evening too, each week and month and year.

It is like an active meditation. It helps to practice and I receive good outcomes: peace of mind, good focus, a healthy lifestyle.

A routine is not enough to live a healthy life, but it is something to be grateful for when one is blessed with family, friends, and health. Lastly, a rather thorny omission or core to living is having a belief system. I describe mine as good enough for me, but not recommended for others. I say I am mostly philosophical by nature and believe in respecting other people's belief system to the best of my ability. Mine you would find through getting to know me like I would by getting to know you.

Naked Hunch

Truth is uncensured when all is said and done.

Under the covers, clothing, excuses and fabrications, there is still a layer of denial.

What of judgement, emotion, fleshy parts we play when we can’t stand it anymore?

We have a lot of pain and suffering to do in this life without the excess brutality, fear, and loathing that accounts for all the problems and mistakes that spice up every life.

At the bottom of all this we peel off layers of ourselves to reveal parts of our past selves:  the me in my 50’s, 40’s, 30’s, 20’s, 10’s, back to the beginning of me.

When I am tired, sick, alone, angry, frustrated, and ready to throw in the towel, there is just enough curiosity left in me to go looking for ‘the truth’.

I am both the proverbial cat and mouse.

I hunt down my pray (the little me or mouse).

I am so curious (cat as the preditor) about who I am.

I am so focused on ‘my truth’ that I am blind to ‘the truth’.

Yet, there it is.  Here I am.  I like to show ‘the truth’.

(The little I see of it.)

(I am only capable of seeing a little ‘truth’.