Comments on Rusted Ruminations: Conversations With Myself

Oops. That was "stick" not "sick".

2008-10-11T13:33:00.000-07:00

Oops. That was "stick" not "sick".

Rusty and Renee: I've had the same thoughts about...

2008-10-11T13:32:00.000-07:00

Rusty and Renee: I've had the same thoughts about the memories that sick and the ones that don't. I've been thinking about that a lot this week, actually. It's strange the things I remember from childhood and the things my son remembers from when he was 3. Elmo's World was on, leftover from another show that had been playing and my son said, "I remember I used to love this when I was little." [Love it when kids say that.] "I also remember that I found a piece of a raw hot dog weiner on the floor and I ate it." ?? WHY would he remember THAT? And I find myself wondering, "Is THIS a moment I'll remember? What about THIS one?" And I wish I could pick and choose.

The apples and oranges thing. The same thought has occurred to me, Rusty. They're totally comparable. Everything is. That's why there's a GAME called Apples to Apples.

I've also had the same thought about opposites. Then, as I stopped to ponder it again, I asked myself "What about up and down?" Then I scrolled "down" and saw that you'd written the same thing.

So many of these questions will be answered in the day we understand everything at its spiritual level. Everything will be pure and what it is. We will feel it as well as see and hear it. We choose words and definitions to make sense of all this random floating matter but one day it will all come together and we won't need the fancy definitions any longer. When we want to talk to someone about that tree down by that bend in the road, they will feel and see our thoughts and intuitively know.

That's what I believe anyway.

I'm going to post my own stream of consciousness just for you. I don't think about all the same things as you and my thoughts won't cause anyone to crack open Dictionary.com (tautology? Still not sure I understand its meaning but "divest" is easy to explain).

You'd like some of Leonard Cohen's writings.

The funny thing is that you talk of "relativists" and you're one of them. You MUST have been raised in the church because I don't see you joining in adulthood. I think you lucked out, Rusty.

I don't know how on earth you think of all tha...

2008-10-11T10:05:00.000-07:00

I don't know how on earth you think of all that! Yet, I guess I've pondered similar things at times. You just opened the window for you thoughts and let us peek inside.

Apples & oranges -- maybe next time say "that's like comparing apples to horses" -- they're not nearly as similar as apples and oranges (yet "horses" has that same poetic rhythm and sound as "oranges" so it makes for a good phrase -- not I'M comparing oranges to horses! Kind of like on The Incredibles -- "You sly dog -- You got me monologuing!")

Oh, another comment -- I thought Stromboli was jus...

2008-10-11T09:57:00.000-07:00

Oh, another comment -- I thought Stromboli was just a character on Pinocchio!

I have to comment mid-post in case I forget my tho...

2008-10-11T09:54:00.000-07:00

I have to comment mid-post in case I forget my thoughts by the end of your post. I love "interesting theory. It could have wings" :)

Also, your point about remembering one thing this week, but not many others -- what makes them significant or lasting. I was just talking with someone last night about having a rock thrown through your window (someone told her she shouldn't put up a certain political sign for fear of having a rock thrown through the window) -- anyway, I told her there were worse things and reminisced about the night someone threw a rock through our window on Magnolia Street. We were celebrating Grandma Southwick's birthday and maybe dad's too (since his is the day before). We got a phone call that Edward was born, and someone threw a rock through the window to add to all the excitement. As I told the woman this story last night, I stopped and said, "You know, if someone hadn't thrown that rock, I don't even know if I would have remembered that night." It would have washed into the blur of many other birthday celebrations. But on this one, I can picture the gathering in the kitchen and living room. Pretty cool.