Thoughts along the way

>I wish I had a way to record the thoughts as they occur in my head, the flow of words which escape me once I approach paper and pen or computer screen. My mind will process a thought, articulate it beautifully, but the fluidity is lost, the thought becomes confused and eventually lost.

>If God created us in his image, why do we assume that the current "us" is the reflection of Him/Her/It? Do we not, each race, each nationality, each believer, assign to God and other entities our image? It's a reversal that we can comprehend, accept, feel comfortable with. Has not Christ had many differing eye, hair and skin colors depending on the intended book reader, art buyer, or movie watching audience? Are Christ and the Saints white in churches of color? And it isn't just our religious icons whom we color with personal comfort. Little girls' dolls manufactured for American citizens always had pale skin, from what I recall, until there became a market for ethnic models. Santa Claus has changed shades several times as well. What color is your tooth fairy? It's just curious to me, that is all. I mean, never has the Bible said that Christ was born to anyone other than those inhabitants of lands which produced the primary modern religions. It's just a curious thought that by taking the words from the Bible, "So God created man in his own image...", that we, since ancient times, have assumed and argued the validity of our assumptions that God must look like us for we are what is, therefore how can He be any different than we are? So, if "man" was created in His image, did He have a color? Have our colors "evolved" according to our habitats? If Christ was born into a pure lineage, he would never have been blue-eyed or pale skinned, would he? Don't get outraged for the thoughts being exposed to word for I'm not attempting to be sacriligeous or disrespectful to anyone's belief. My thought process is more along the lines of human emotional comfort and what how we shape the world we know so that it's acceptable to us individually or as groups. Anyway, I'll leave the thought to another time.

>We are all seekers. I lost the expanded thought. Maybe I'll return to this.

>I find that "I need to go find myself" is just an excuse; a way to escape. Don't get me wrong. By leaving one situation and entering into another, a person will discover new aspects of him/herself unless the situations are identical in every way and, if that were the case, why would you need to leave the first situation? If someone leaves a location and all that influences him there, the person he finds in the next one will still be different than the one he'd have been had he remained. Well! That was a confusing statement even to myself. Who we are and who we shall become is ever-changing and dependent on our experiences. If we change the experiences or omit certain ones, we develop differently emotionally and mentally, don't we? If we learn by doing, by experiencing life, how can we maintain what is by removing ourselves from it? Is our objective to somehow better ourselves and return to what was and hope that it's improved by our experiences? Is it our hopeful ignorance that leads us to believe that what we leave behind isn't irrevocably changed by our absence? Even if we "find" ourselves and return, what we left no longer exists. It would be most unrealistic to think we can change location and return with expectations of simply stepping in where we stepped out. H. G. Wells may be able to, but not us. By all means, take a few days out to reflect but don't stay gone too long. Though absence can make you appreciate what you have/had, life continues on and those you leave behind are finding themselves without you. (I do believe this was part of the original thought on Seekers.) And, for some reason, a line from Sweet Home Alabama came to mind..."You can't have roots and wings." I'll have to think about that some more.

>I'd like to see Waiting on Superman, the documentary about the American educational system. I've always thought it the height of stupidity that we'd spend billions of dollars on our entertainment, on raising popular entertainers and athletes to idol status, and relegate those people who are responsible for our children physically, mentally, and educationally for most of the year to near low-income status. We expect much from them and yet the good ones are forced to spend their own hard-earned money to supplement what the federal government provides after cuts. They've become glorified babysitters because we give them little consideration, little help, and take away the authority they need in their classrooms. If the public educational system was eliminated, we'd learn to appreciate what we've been provided for years that required little of our money, attention, or direct involvement.

>I've gotten sleepy.

>I miss my father and yet he seldom comes alone into my thoughts. He, obviously, is what prompts thoughts of others also gone or those still here and neglected by me. I was thinking earlier that there's so very much we don't know, and may never know, about the people with whom we share our existence. They've a lifetime of unshared experiences, thoughts, and emotions just as we do and we know only what we expose to one another. Whether it's because many of these things are long buried in the recesses of our memories, because we choose to keep them hidden, or because nothing has prompted the sharing of them, we know so little. My father loved to share tales of his life and, as children often do, we listened respectfully but with little interest compared to thoughts of the fun awaiting us elsewhere and then, as adults, we were too busy to linger. There is so very much catalogued within my brain but recall fails me. Occasionally, something will cause a memory to surface. I just wish I had full and ready access to the entire catalog. Can you imagine having the ability to see a person in full, to know his entire history in a glance, to know his character, his heart? Gone would be the false masks, the facades of deception, the pretentions, the ability to manipulate another with untruths or semi-truths. We'd all be forced to be real and in the moment. Ah well, fanciful thought.

>If you had to state what you'd learned from your worst and best relationships, could you? Would you?

>Happy birthday to Alyson Vega. (I do believe I may be a few days late and for this I apologize.)