Sunday, September 14, 2014

Obligatory Oblivion

We're on our way. The Great Attractor won't be denied, so we might as well enjoy the ride, but I'll make no promise to meet you on the other side. Please humor me and allow me to digress. Forever dancing on the edge of oblivion, as we commiserate with life long past and life that's soon to pass, because nothing ever lasts. Oh that is so resplendent, 'tis a shame you can't wear it as a pendant. Never knowing how long your body will extend its autonomous finite fight to "Rage, rage against the dying of the light." Quotations are insufficient to console such a loss. Tears will flow, even then at any cost, and we may ask: "Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing end them?" Did even William Shakespeare know? Winged, my mind takes to the skies. Navigation will be improvised as the destination is unsure, but I'll let you know when I get there -- if I get there. Will I get there? Sit back, relax and enjoy the show.

Friday, September 12, 2014

Robin Williams

As a young child, I remember watching Robin Williams on Happy Days and Mork and Mindy, and thinking that he was simply the best comedic mind around. He was an amazing actor, and although I haven't watched every movie that he's been in, the ones that I have watched are among my all-time favorites. There will never be another quite like Robin Williams.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Making science accessible

Educating the public is essential to the progression of scientific literacy. We should take the initiative, both as professionals and dilettantes, to actively engage the public at large, and to present, as accurately as possible, the ideas that are currently relevant in the scientific community.

We must also work to dispel any misconceptions that many individuals may have toward science. Not only should we disseminate solid, evidence-based scientific ideas, if we do manage to pique their collective interest, it's also imperative that we make a concerted effort to keep them in the loop. I know that this may seem like a Sisyphean task, but for what it's worth, I've added my two cents.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Darkness Reigns.

Darkness rains. Darkness reigns. Searching for the obligatory apologies that never come. She looks upon the silted landscape, hoping, pleading to whatever ear may catch her somber notes, that her savior will come to her with promises of salvation. Lost.

She wonders. She wanders. She feels most inept; the death throes are more frequent now. Guilt ridden and blood drenched, her eyes have witnessed the fiery destruction of humanity.
Oh, the humanity of it all. The ashes have supplanted the air that she once breathed; she gasps for it, like the proverbial fish out of water.

She seizes. She ceases. She draws her last breath. He comes from there — that place, over there. He surveys the detritus; he turns in disgust. Her tears have yet to reach the ground. Suspended all.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

George Carlin: 1937-2008

The man. The myth. George Carlin has inspired more than one generation of comedians, actors, and freethinkers. He will be sorely missed.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Recondite Meanderings.

Abstrusive thought negated once more. Paralysis of the netherworld ensued whilst the knaves endured their perfunctory plights. Vitriolic pejoratives were the customary greetings from the hegemony; their contempt was ravenous and unrelenting.

"No more! No more!!!" exclaimed the chief of the sectarian hordes. "They've disgraced us for the last time!!"

They began in earnest by flaying their masters, thereby shedding their obsequious shells and exalting themselves beyond their designed purpose(s).

A cataclysm ushered forth an affront from on high; then, and only then could one stand with such sacrosanct zealotry. When did one truly abolish their allegiance? When did one truly stand, when once, one could only crawl? Fortitude had arisen in victorious fashion, like the phoenix, only the ashes served to poison the well of the righteous!

They imbued themselves with self-serving nihilism; destroying the temples that once demanded them to genuflect, humbly in awe. A voice crept forth from the detritus of the once expansive empire:

"From whence did they awaken the Kraken from its slumber?!," cried the inquisitive imp. "The creature was banished long ago from our realm. How could such an insurrection take place amongst the peasant class?!"

Betwixt the mangled corpses and conquered egos stands a lone silhouette, devoid of conscience, now an exalted force, its stolid countenance casts a shadow over the wasteland. Its laughter resonates throughout the valley, leading those who have yet to vanish to shed tears of blood, and to cringe violently at the sheer evil that had been visited upon them, this day!!

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Summer Reading...cont...

Well, I'm nearly finished with Fyodor Dostoevsky's brilliant book entitled: The Brothers Karamazov. I highly recommend it to anyone interested in classic literature. Dostoevsky had the proclivity to inundate his novels with a copious amount of religious fervor (which reflects the years in which it was written:circa 1878-1880 C.E.); however, that does nothing to diminish the overall experience. Dostoevsky deserves my utmost respect, and now takes his place alongside such iconic figures as: Albert Einstein, Leonardo da Vinci, Ludwig van Beethoven, James Joyce, George Orwell, and Edgar Allan Poe (as well as many others). My next selection will either be Niccolò Machiavelli's The Prince, or David Hume's A Treatise of Human Nature. I hope to enjoy them as immensely as I did The Brothers Karamazov!!