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Entry 1/30/09

 

An idea to ponder for the moment: what existed prior to the point of creation?  The accounts of creation in the book of Genesis is not written in a manner consistent with a scientific methodology directly; additionally this is to some degree a matter of faith.  Although, the science of creation studies include differing theories with scientifically accepted concepts, the fact of the matter (no pun intended) is that we humans of this age don't truly know the method of existence.  I realize this is a statement for the ages and may be regarded as controversial; however, scientific proof is hypothesised based on what we have come to accept as knowledge in the physical rules that govern our existence in the natural world (not to be confused with that of the social account of our existence).  So, creation or evolution? For as long as evolution has been a concept of scientific research and logical explanation of formation, it has simultaneously been the counter force to creation.  The faith and the science can't possibly have a joint collaboration.  I believe to be true that, it is a true proposition that elements in scientific study can't be refuted, nor should they be on account that they are scientific, science in and of itself is not anti creation except to say that, man can't possibly in his lack of humility accept that we ourselves regardless of method could have been created, from the point of origin. 

That being said, what existed prior to that point of origin? and why then was there a point of origin? These remain questions that whether a man (man as human kind, not meant as male man) of faith or a man subscribing to scientific method as the absence of creationism, these questions are unanswered.  To some degree, until we can converge mathmatical theory with that of creative theory we may never come to understand this question.  That is to say that science ends, there is a end to our knowledge which limits the ability of some to accept an answer to either of these questions.  Which brings up another point; do we conceive in our infinite wisdom that the existence of something is based on our knowledge of it? That is all for now

Entry 2/05/09 Inspired by the movie: the secret life of bees

 

Why does her face look like that? the boy asked with no regard for sound in the question.  She is a woman of color.  Yes, i see that as anybody can plainly see. Why does her face look like that? he repeated himself.  The woman smiled and began to raise her hand as a gesture of "hello" Please don't be alarmed it doesn't hurt anymore.  When I was much younger in a time different on the outside, it was comin time to cast a vote.  I was excited. I was ready.  I heard of the possibilities, but was certain I would be safe.  It was a man of no color.  A man of no heart of no regard for that which is good.  With such a vulgar expression and tone of hate, his words came at me with striking force.  I was small.  I was without worth and reminded.  Face to face, I could smell his hatred for that which he did not know.  There was a crowd of grown men raising a cheer for there friend a teacher I guessed, he was teaching fear.  I must have been a slow learner, for I didn't miss a step.  I maintained myself with the utmost integrity as I now felt his words more than I heard them.  He spat on me and wished me dead, then as if a truck had struck I fell to the ground.  His hands were on me, like he was shakin the black from my skin.  I would not apologize for nothin I said, No sir I will not apologize for nothin.  Just as I had heard before, came from the sky his fist clinched hard like a metal rod, across my face, cheek to nose to mouth.  Pullin back for another go straight to my forhead, was the blow. I guess I was knocked out.  So, I woke up in jail.  See I had wrongly arranged for my own freedom.  I had grown within a need for a voice that for so long had been held quiet.  No more....It was a man of no color, a man seemingly normal at first glance, but afraid on the inside, narrow was the mind in that day seemed normal, now still now you look at me and see, what did you say? a woman of color, as anyone can plainly see.  So, that man of no color made his claim and still remaining is the difference between you and me.  Yes, young boy it is true years have past and nothing new I am black and equally true you are not, so in our difference we are in same, people.  Don't be fooled by the political correctness, that is disguised intolerance.  Fairwell, young boy,

and remember next time you see something not the same that doesn't mean it is different........

So, I am disgusted by the lack of humility in this new day we all claim.  Our intolerance of others from all histories has evolved to a more civilized social title that's it.