On race

I spoke earlier about black and white and about seeing color. This gave me some incite into the way we perceive the other.

in america, the population in general is too obcessed about race. the "ethnicity" question, though vollountary, appears on most forms that one would use to apply for services, a job, healthcare and so on. they say its for records only that it will not be used against you.

so why ask?

And there is some irony in saying that you are free to decline from answering the questions, like if your race is privileged you wont say you don't belong to it.

Still i think we should see race. But we should see it as a biological reality. some thing that one cannot change.

to ask or not to ask thats the question.

On creation.

so it may seem that some things eat grass.  like sheep and goats and cows.  While some others eat fruit, like humans, for example.  well its all different.
this thought brings me back to high school biology.  ecology to be exact. that all things were created different in order to create balance in the ecosystem.
so some plants were tall, and some others were medium and some where small. and the same was for animals

now i look at humans.  we live in an ecosystem too.  but our human eco system is strained, ans so there is no harmony between us.  its sad real sad

And it came

Spring is finally here. the place is getting green again.  Green Love.

 And the plants are blooming too.

the flowers are are showing off their glorious beauty

it is so cool to be spring.

Love in any language

I was thinking about the way we speak.  I am bilingual, and possibly trilingual if i consider that i also speak house language- basically broken English, or casual English (I ain't no English teacher, so i doh fink my english is broken) And its all different.

Then i think about speech readers, like Martin Luther King Jr, and FDR, and possibly Obama, people who can say word phrases that we remember, such as "I have a Dream,...." and "There's nothing to fear but fear itself.." and "Yes we can.." 

And then there are those people who try not to be pretentious in the way they make speeches like Bill Clinton, and Sarah Pailin. 

And then I think what went wrong with the latter?

Potential and Equilibrium, Kinetics and Rate

I was thinking about energy today, because of a project that I work on.  And thinking about these there are two other concepts that tie the two together, that is kinetics and rate.  Of course rate is covered under kinetics, but the two aren't necessarily the same.  So here is the mental process.

In life many of us have potential, that is the ability to become something, usually great, or above normal. However our ability to achieve that potential is limited by the kinetics of our existence. These kinetics are to oversimplify all of the shit that we have to deal with, such as school, work, significant others, supervisors and random people that mess up our sense of equilibrium.  Equilibrium, being a steady continuous state where we balance the effects of all of the outside factors on our sense of life.

We can achieve potential, which is also a steady state, but it all depends on the kinetic factors that mess with us.

On keeping in touch

As we grow up we find new people and friends, and some times forget to remember those we had good times with.  And of course as we grow up we also find new people that we can do these things with.  The beautiful thing that I have realized is that, as I look back on the folks that i spent my formative years with, i cannot help but feel good about the path that i have lead thus far.  That is cool.

Sadness

I spoke to two people in the last 24 hours and they both have different approaches to God.  One was sad, always sad and disappointed about life, and the weather on the road that she traveled.  She lived in a constant state of grief.  Grief about being alone, about loosing her parents when she was young, and grief about always being in hardship.

The other lived in a state of contentment, or understanding.  Understanding that makes life's disappointing seem to be natural.  One where chaos is equal to 1.  One who understands that every thing is not perfect, and that laughing at life's irony is well, required.

But then i took time to think about the former, that when life has provided her with such messed up weather, there is nothing to smile about.  There is nothing to laugh at.  One who dreams, where happiness occurs in dreams.  And sadness and worry occurs in dreams.  And life is but a big sob fest. One where life is depressing. One where life is uncool.

Dense.  The things tragedy's are made of.  Art imitating life.  Life being harder than life.  Crazy.  True. An independent film.