Along the River

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                Early one morning, a recently retired man decided to go fishing by a river.  Remembering his youth, he decided to walk along, looking for “good” fishing spots, some he remembered, so he would recall them whenever his grandkids came down.  The grandkids always thought Grandpa knew everything.

                Well, while walking along, a ranger walked up to him and asked to see his fishing license.  Well, he replied, I’m not fishing.  So, the ranger walked away.

                After another half hour, the man stopped at what he thought might be a good spot, one he might have remembered, looking at eddies and currents, along with brush in the water.  Once again, the ranger asked for his license.  The man took one look at him, and again, replied that he wasn’t fishing.

                Well, further downstream, he found what he thought was a good spot, cast out his line, and within a half hour, caught two trout.  Within minutes, the ranger came up to him, once again, asking for his license.  So, the man took it out of his shirt pocket and showed it to him.

                “Why,” the ranger asked, perplexed, “didn’t you show me your license earlier:  when I asked?”

                “I wasn’t fishing then,” the man replied. 

Gun Smoke

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For around twenty years, this classic show is one of the best in true American Traditions. Real characters we all can relate. Real quality stories with real life issues. Having grown up with Matt Dillon, Festus, Kitty, and the rest, and yes, even Burt Reynolds, week after week, we were graced with meaningful events, adventures, and characters. Each character is like a story unto itself. And even today, after all these years, millions turn their televisions on, a reminder of the true American spirit.

Distractions Win?

Have people noticed that inane, ill-informed, off the top of the head, and emotion based (not rational) articles often gain much attention? However, articles of true information, researched and well-thought, find readership by others who also write quality, well-informed articles? With continued sharing, perhaps more such articles will fill these blog sites. That’s one way the “world” becomes better informed.

The Rabbit in Space

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                One day, the rabbit of reason took a trail through deep space.   Having sat in a diner, listening to the media, reading reports, he followed the trail of understanding.  Here are a few things he wrote down.

                The Big Bang Theory, including that show with Sheldon.  What is that, he wondered?  One of the things he learned along the path of life is what is understood in one area demonstrates itself everywhere.  For instance, fractals.  We see them everywhere.  Repeats.  Mathematics is the same, everywhere.  So, he asked, how could it be that an “accidental” big bang led to incredible solar systems, their planets, and life on the Earth?  In every case scientists know, explosions lead to chaos, never order.  *But there was one more consideration:  time.  He’s still looking at time, but in order for an explosion to occur, wouldn’t time be necessary?  If time is an expression of movement, particles moving past each other, how could there have been the time necessary to create a big bang?  When nothing was moving? Thus far, he couldn’t see it.  But what he has seen is amazing creation:  a huge universe, galaxies, solar systems, planets with rings, nebulas with developing stars, quarks, and so forth….

While on a distant planet, he pondered why, thus far, Earth is the only planet with life, certainly intelligent life, though he’s wondering if intelligence is a diminishing thing on the blue planet, given what’s in the media and school books these days.  Sitting by a crevice, atop a flat rock, in his space suit, he looked around, and pondered.  Suddenly, it occurred to him, how could life accidentally, as with the big bang, happen?  So, from the space craft, he got his science book, looked up single cells and DNA.  According to the book scientists wrote, the single cell is the first actual life on the Earth.  Look up prokaryotes.  However, if you read about the details of each part, it’s incredible.  More complex than many supercomputers.  Yet, somehow, we are to believe, on a lifeless planet, with no assistance or laboratory, for scientists can’t create any life in a laboratory, all the necessary parts came together, in cooperation with one another, willy-nilly.  Just because.  Just accidental.  Trillions of atoms all working together, all at once.  It had to be all at once or not at all.  Then, somehow, this first of life, this prokaryote, on its own, mutated trillions upon quadrillions of times, in positive directions, to have all the wonders of life we see on this planet.  Wow!, he thought.  That would be one incredible accident.  The rabbit scratched his head.  Why, he wondered, do people think this way?  For what we theorize should be found in “real life.”  But we never see life spontaneously happening on its own.  Always, life begets life.  Always. 

Well, eventually, after walking among other planets, he came back to the Earth, setting the space ship down, hopping back to the trail.   He looked at the deer by the lake, the owl in a tree, saw a fish leap out of the water, and smiled.  As the sun closed to the horizon, he suddenly remembered evolution.  Oh yeah, he thought.  Now, bringing the book out again, he looked it up.  As he read, it occurred to him, again, that what we theorize will have evidence in real life.  But we don’t see evidence of evolution in real life.  We do see animals adapting to changing climates or circumstances, like the owl he saw building a nest in a K-Mart sign.  But changes from one species to another, never.  No half-necked giraffes, no talking monkeys, no half-way there creatures.  Then he remembered the duck-billed platypus.  Interesting creature, yet complete in and of itself.  He chuckled.  Life is amazing.  No creatures becoming them.  And he also remembered something else:  about changes or mutations.  He read, from scientists, that an incredibly small amount of mutations are positive, but that the vast majority are neutral or negative.  But, he wondered, in order for the first life, a prokaryotes scientists can’t self-create in incredible labs, how many mutations would have been required for one eye to form?  Thousands?  Millions?  And every mutation heading in a positive direction, yet never knowing what it will become?  How could that happen?  But he understood creation:  incredible.  All the amazing creatures, working together on one planet, new creatures still coming to life as we think.  Amazing.

Later, he went home, and talked with his wife.  She seemed sad.  So, he inquired, wanting her to be happy.  She said, from other sources, that some people don’t want their children.  He went quiet, listening.  He already knew about this, but he was waiting for the right time to explain.  She said, some people can have children, but when they’re growing, the don’t want them anymore. 

After some time, listening, he waited until she wanted his perspective, he being the rabbit of reason, always following the trail of understanding.  He explained, taking his time (and this was over a couple of days, not all at once) that what has/had happened is many people, over the years, like the evolution and big bang things have been lied to.  And what has happened is all these people who grew up, surrounded by lies, were told other lies on top.  Even lies about life.  He explained that it was strange to him that such things could happen, but for whatever reason, some people didn’t want to do what is right in their hearts, didn’t want to follow the trail of understanding as they (Mr. and Mrs. Understanding Rabbits) had, and ended up making terrible mistakes.  And when they made those terrible mistakes, they had to make excuses in order to live the lies as if they were true, or they’d have to admit making terrible mistakes.  [Some people don’t want to admit their mistakes.].  However, that wasn’t enough, for everywhere they went, they saw the light of reality in other people’s eyes.  When they looked at little children, even teenagers, they saw innocence looking back at them, and it revealed their mistakes inside them.  When they saw parents loving their children, it reminded them.  No one else could see the mistakes inside them, but they were constantly aware.  So, instead of realizing their mistakes, some very terrible, they decided to change reality, move the trail away from understanding, and make up their own reality, go down their own make-believe trail: a trail of lies, though they can never really do that.  But the more they persisted, the more wrong they became, and they couldn’t stop.   They had to change everyone’s reality, put the light of understanding completely out, so they could feel safe and comfortable with all of their disastrous mistakes.   And there are those who work all the time changing the world because of their sense for power, but that’s another discussion with the rabbit’s brother, the rabbit of inquiry. 

Within a couple of days, life was improving and Mrs. Rabbit was happy again, though she was growing in understanding.  They understood, though there are many difficulties in life, to always keep their chins up, be good examples, and answer questions to the best of their abilities. 

**Now, to the readers, if you’ve been patient enough with me to get this far.  We are all the rabbits of reason, if we follow the trail of understanding.  We all, if we are honest, are able to clear up misunderstandings and lies, propaganda, and rhetoric.  And by following the trail, always questioning what we hear until we ourselves understand the truth or falsity of anything, we are examples to the youth, as Socrates was in his way, each of us in our own way, but always pointing in a good direction.  That also means realizing errors in ourselves and not hiding from them.  And prayer. 

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