Relativity Applies to Physics, Not Ethics
No, I'm not about to laud the merits of Einstein's relativity theory. That's what my brother is for.
You can be in your position and yet out of line. You can be right but miserably incorrect. You can be cool but then again, so not. Every step we take, every decision we make, is chillingly contingent on about five thousand other qualifiers.
Face value is utterly useless. Nothing has meaning at a glance. There is always the inside joke, the back story, the "you wouldn't get it." But why is this? Why does every single moment of our life have to be so embedded in every other? What is the crying need for relation?
Why not just act? To hail another great, "just do it." Why do we feel the need to have an explanation for our every move? A Romantic would be shocked and appalled at my insinuation that the quest for omnipotent reason still exists.
(Un)fortunately, I do have to give those ancient tree-huggers some credit. While they probably did believe that everything is relative, they also understood the smallness of man (not to be a downer). We mortals cannot even attempt to explain or predict the world, let alone the world in relation to "everything else." We can't possibly understand how everything is related. But we know that it is. Getting caught up in the relations can only bring us down.
So I guess we just keep living our lives the way we've been living them, but accept the fact that everything we see is actually not everything that we get. Each of our actions is a thread in the tapestry of our life. Each stitch, up close, just a stitch, but from afar, an integral part of the overall picture.
Ride the waves, the ocean's not going anywhere.
You can be in your position and yet out of line. You can be right but miserably incorrect. You can be cool but then again, so not. Every step we take, every decision we make, is chillingly contingent on about five thousand other qualifiers.
Face value is utterly useless. Nothing has meaning at a glance. There is always the inside joke, the back story, the "you wouldn't get it." But why is this? Why does every single moment of our life have to be so embedded in every other? What is the crying need for relation?
Why not just act? To hail another great, "just do it." Why do we feel the need to have an explanation for our every move? A Romantic would be shocked and appalled at my insinuation that the quest for omnipotent reason still exists.
(Un)fortunately, I do have to give those ancient tree-huggers some credit. While they probably did believe that everything is relative, they also understood the smallness of man (not to be a downer). We mortals cannot even attempt to explain or predict the world, let alone the world in relation to "everything else." We can't possibly understand how everything is related. But we know that it is. Getting caught up in the relations can only bring us down.
So I guess we just keep living our lives the way we've been living them, but accept the fact that everything we see is actually not everything that we get. Each of our actions is a thread in the tapestry of our life. Each stitch, up close, just a stitch, but from afar, an integral part of the overall picture.
Ride the waves, the ocean's not going anywhere.
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