Flat Earth Physicists

I recently watched a cool movie (Rocketman:  Mad Mike’s Mission to Prove the Flat Earth).  The documentary is about this dare devil guy, who built his own rocket from salvaged materials, lit it off with him strapped in, and soared up and up……..so he could prove that the Earth is flat.  Well, he is either an ingenious and brave man……..or just plain missing some nuts and bolts upstairs.  Probably both.  The rocket fire, he did soar, it did work, he landed hard, but I ended the film shaking my head and not sure whether he found out what he needed for his proof.

Later I watched a “debate” between a Buddhist teacher and a physicist.  The physicist, one of the more brilliant and respected minds of his profession, has become trapped in his research that has led him to believe that the quantum theories and cosmological stuff he works with is “all there is.”  To him, when we die, we die….the end. El Fin.

But the Buddhist teacher reminded him that we humans have not really made any attempt to research and explore the human consciousness like we have the physical world.  Of course there are in fact quite a few physicists who are now (actually for decades) at least thinking about our human consciousness and if (there is) a universal consciousness, and how these relate and how they relate to the physical world and universe that we humans apprehend.

But this particular physicist just reminded me that the majority of humankind are still “flat Earthers,” believing that we individually exist apart from all that we observe.

More and more I respect thinkers like Magellan.

 

The Opposite of Memory? Forgetfulness.

Since I do my best to post to this blog each day, I often am thinking or positioning my subconscious mind to find me a topic.  Sure, if I just wrote about BMT (check my past political blogs for definition) that would be a slam dunk deal, but since doing that leaves me ill, I have to find topics to counter that and re-balance myself, you know.

I suddenly had this idea that I should write about how everything has an opposite.  The wholeness of everything we perceive has “two sides of the same coin,” so to speak. So I was scratching my head, and then suddenly it dawned on me, that I was merely remembering the Yin and Yang that I had studies so very long ago.

So my forgetfulness, and my remembrance, are in itself the pair that gives wholeness to my memory.  How clever of the universe to bring this to me once again, just when I needed it to write about!

Here is a good link about this ancient and wonderful perspective on the universe:

Yin / Yang Theory

May your mind and life be in holistic balance always!

Another Fearless Texan

Texas has so many African American women to be proud of.  No, the young woman in the photo was not the first Black stewardess.  Guess again.

BESSIE COLEMAN, female aviation pioneer, born in Texas, was doing loops in France when my own father, who went on to be a WW2 bomber pilot, was 2 years old!  This incredible woman definitely had the “right stuff” and was fearless in pursuing her bliss. Regrettably her life was short lived, but she demonstrated for many women who would follow that there are no limits to what any woman can do.

bessie coleman

Here is a link of her story:

https://www.womenshistory.org/education-resources/biographies/bessie-coleman

She Beat Big Tex’s Ass!

In 1997, in Dallas, Texas, a single mother with five children, Isis Brantley, was working in her small natural hair braiding shop doing what she had become renowned for, braiding a client’s hair.  Suddenly three police cars pull up in front, and 7 plain clothes and uniformed officers burst in, and telling her  “you are under arrest for braiding hair.”  Imagine that:  under arrest for braiding hair you say?  Unbelievable right?

She was allowed to call a friend to arrange for her five kids to be picked up from school, and then handcuffed, put into the back of one police car like a common criminal and sped off to Dallas County jail.

Following this incident, and paying her fine, she commenced to wage war on Big Tex, a war that lasted 20 years.

Finally in 2015 a US District court gave her a WIN, striking down the State Cosmetology Board rules requiring a license to braid hair.  Big Tex had violated Brantley’s rights guaranteed by the 14th Amendment to the Constitution.

Her battle and sacrifices gave freedom to all braiders and aspiring braiders in Texas, allowing hundreds of women to learn braiding and natural hair styling, and become self-employed entrepreneurs.

Here is her story:

 

The Second Leading Cause of Death Among Youth.

A small town school district near Dallas has recently had four youths take their own lives.  White, average looking youngsters, who at a distance an observer would never have guessed what had been going through their minds to bring them to this desperate ending.

When I was a youth some 60 years ago I never recall any school mates taking their own life.  This is a phenomenon that seems to be increasing exponentially, and seems to reflect on the state of our culture at large.

The two primary at-risk groups are Black and LGBTQ youth.  I think “why” is self-evident to anyone who is caring and understanding:  Black youth today faced with drugs, poverty, often inner-city conditions where gangs rule, or living in the suburbs competing with kids from often wealthier families, feeling unsafe just to leave their homes, never knowing when a cop might shoot them, and I think very likely getting less attention from adults and family since Black people all have so many challenges to deal with today, often feel that their is no hope for their future.  LGBTQ youth also are so grievously mistreated by the majority of other youth, adults and our backward social values. They see transgender people murdered each week.  Being different can be both a blessing and a curse.  Until we as a society can eradicate the hate permeating our institutions and politics, and infuse a greater sense of human rights feeling and practice at large, it is unlikely this situation will change for the better.

In my mind the ultimate solution to turning around youth suicide is simply love.  But love in all its forms, of reaching out, being friendly, being protective, advocating, and of course asking the right questions and listening to the responses.  This has to engage the whole “village,” parents and fellow students, and most of all family and extended family.

One on one conversations need to be more attuned to picking up on latent feelings indicating depression, and all of us need to be more observant to changes in behavior of our youth.  Parents need to be more involved with their children as partners and friends, not just as authority figures.

To me the best programs would seem to be right within the students bodies of schools, kids looking out for kids.  Encourage your children and grandchildren and others you know to step up and reach out to kids who eat alone at lunchtime, or don’t socialize or play.  Kids can be great doctors to other kids.  One on one kindness can save a life.

Here are some links I have found:

HopeSquad Homepage 2 B

https://www.pbs.org/newshour/health/youth-suicide-rates-are-on-the-rise-in-the-u-s

https://www.google.com/search?q=youth+suicide+prevention&oq=youth+suicide+prevention&aqs=chrome..69i57.7752j0j8&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8

What Do We Do IF…….?

Right now we are up the creek in a wire canoe, IF Trump decides not to turn over evidence records if/when ordered to by Courts.

Moreover, he has no intent of vacating the White House whether impeached or losing the election.  Three things motivate him:  Putin has him by the short hairs; Trump faces prison time; and, ol’ Donald just loves being the star of a reality show and he will try to keep that going as long as possible just so he can brag.  There is no bottom to his morals, ego nor insanity.

So, big problem. How do we enforce Court orders or kick his ass out of the Oval Office?  This would be a real Constitutional crisis, given his hold on SCOTUS and his Justice Department and Senate.

However, I must remain firmly in belief that justice has a higher power.

GRIEVING.

Besides death and taxes, one thing we will all meet at least once in our lives is grief.  I suppose there are humans who feel nothing, and I can’t help but pity them, even the psychos (for had the capacity to feel grief, they might not be what they are or were).  Really if one cannot experience grief emotionally one is missing a foo-foo shaft or gangling rod somewhere upstairs.

It’s good to prepare for grief, even as a young adult.  But of course that which brings grief,  no one wants to “practice.”  However, I still encourage contemplation of one’s own death, for without being able to accept your corporeal extinction, one really cannot live life to its fullest.  Such meditation does require guidance though, to avoid any “road hazards.”  If you attempt such, abide in the comfort that you never die, and you are never born, you are of the universal consciousness.  You are in the stream, and this life is but a vortex, a fleeting one.

Often many youngsters today face grief when it smacks them in the face, as so many lose family and friends to violence or accidents by car or gun, or so sadly, by taking their own lives. Just this week close to where I live 4 high school students died when two cars collided head-on. I heard and immediately felt for the families and friends who got that news.  To get such news is emotionally cataclysmic.  Grief is a funny thing, and each person will find they have to deal with it ultimately by themselves, but not necessarily alone.  Reach out to the grieving with real sympathy; loving notes, cards, poems, songs can mean a whole lot, but accentuate the positive.

Even knowing for months that my late wife was terminal (25 yrs ago), when she died in my arms I was not prepared.  It hit me like a ton of lead.  For many weeks I grieved privately, alone, and the grief took me through a life epiphany.  I found a song by Bobby “Blue” Bland called Angel, and I would play it in my car going to work, and cry my eyes out for 30 minutes each day until the tears left.  Her angel showed me that if I would just give of myself to others, my grief would dissipate and be converted to a thing of beauty. It worked.

I don’t know how to advise anyone to prepare for grief, but I think one way is to store up the joy of having your loved ones in your life now, alive.  That joy will convert in grief, should the event happen, converting to positive energy that will buoy your spirit to the far shore.  Yet these episodes are extremely painful to say the least, but without pain there is no JOY in our lives.  Sunshine and rain.

I had a doctor a year or so ago who had just lost his wife.  He was going on seeing patients, but I had heard of his loss and extended my condolences.  I had gone back to work immediately after my wife passed…..I encourage that also.  We had a rare doctor-patient moment.  He cried a little.  We always think of doctors/surgeons as able to deal with death, but of course they feel, maybe even more than the average patient.  I told him of my loss. And I gave him some advice.  I pray he got through “it.”

Animals grieve.  But humans can carry grief a long time.  After 25 years I still shed a tear now and then, but it waters the Tree of the seed she planted in my soul.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Animal_grief