simple truths

I have always felt as if someone forgot to include the manual when I was made. I try to watch and see what everyone else is doing. But, it doesn't make a whole lot of sense.  I have finally come to the conclusion: No one knows what the hell they are doing. Can you tell me for sure, why you are here? Why you are doing what you are doing?  Yes, we can come up with some superficial answers- but frankly, we are all going to die and everything you have done will be forgotten. Erased by time.  Meaningless. A chasing after the wind. -Ecclesiastes   But we are here nonetheless and no one wants to look weird, or stupid, as if they don't know what they're doing.  We create roles and rules (that's the manual I mentioned never getting) so we can live with some direction and purpose. We try to nail it and be the best at it. All the while looking around to see what everyone else is doing to make sure we have it right. According to who? Who says they have it right? Becaus...

Kids Today; Infotoxicated Do you remember the smell of old books in the library? And the sound of the little wooden drawers being slid open and clunked shut, as you scoured through the Dewey decimal system? As the sacred silence was upheld, there was this magnanimous feeling of standing before the world's secret knowledge contained inside the pages. Waiting to be decoded, translated, filtered and finally rebottled as your own discovery of truth. Learning along with process of creating reports and presentations to share our new found knowledge of the world, I would liken it to how wine is made. Every grape hand picked and sorted and separated from the weeds and the leaves the same as one sorts through hundreds of books to find the best sources.  It is mashed and the excess removed, in much the way our brains would disseminate the important from the irrelevant, depending on our topic's focus. Finally, after having time to think about, or age, it is bottled and distributed to shar...