I was sitting here and thinking about a conversation that I had with Ben when I was up there. We very briefly touched on the subject of philosophy and I quickly made my opinions known-that I had little patience for it. That people just talk and talk around in circles but never actually get to a conclusion/doesn't do anything etc.
The fact of the matter is, is that I had stored up a lot of frustration towards philosophy/over thinking of things because it was things like that, that had made my only real relationship, so far, a real mess. I watched as a person trapped himself with always thinking philosophically and making very simple things very complicated etc. eh, it was just complicated for him, but I would like to redefine what I meant to say.
I actually think philosophy is really interesting and highly necessary-like Ben pointed out, it really is what different sciences, math etc used to be before they were proven etc. I took a phil class at the Y and it really was interesting to see the bits of truths throughout all of the very different theories-some were closer than others. Not saying that I know all the answers but as a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints-we believe very strongly in finding truth and where you find it from, anywho...
I do like to get into deep conversations and throw different ideas around. I'll always remember some great conversations I had with companions on the mission that were really cool- gave each other goosebumps.
It's just that my problem is when people abuse philosophy-and it happens all too often- to create their own little moral worlds so that they are able to justify something that they know is wrong. There's a problem when people use philosophy but not to find truth, they use it to achieve a different end, personal gratification or something... I don't know if I said that right, but i'm trying to pin point exactly what it is that bothers me sometimes with philosophy, but I think that's it-just the experiences with an old friend and people misusing etc.
Which, I guess if you want to be technical-all philosophy is, is our ideas and you can't hate ideas just because some people have bad ones etc, you should have the problem with that specific person since there are a lot of good ideas out there...sorry, getting off track anyways,
Truth is truth, and we are meant to use all of our faculties to find it and better understand it-that's one of the things we should be doing here and if we have sincere desires and the right reasons we'll piece together the puzzle, and all the while remembering, some things were never meant to be known in this life-tho it doesn't make it any less fun to throw ideas around 8)
So....to sum it up....I respect philosophy and think it's interesting. God gave us brains so we could use them.
Hope that made some sort of sense...
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
somewhere only we know
alright, alright. So I forgot....but, i'll have every single one of you know that I got up and I wore green today-consciously I may have been unaware but deep down my loyalties rang true.
I guess I haven't really taken specific notice of the dates this week since I'm not in the office and just playing with the kiddies.
I, of course, quickly began redeeming myself. I made four leaf clover chocolate chip cookies with Gretta and I'll have you know that one of them remotely resembled a four leaf clover. Also there was a leprechaun one. I got off early and it was such a gorgeous day that the second I got home I took Copper for a walk-my favorite walk. Though it wasn't dusk/twilight, it was still great. There are some really cool trees along that trail and when the sun hits em' a certain way it reminds me of my favorite painting in the MOA on campus-i hope it's still there...it should be.
Anyway....um, I almost killed copper, haha he's a lil older than I remember and was dragging pretty bad, but we got him to the lake but had to call mom to come get us cause I think a return trip would have finished him off. Good thing it wasn't humid.
Then I changed so that I was wearing more green-along with my irish soccer team scarf that an investigator gave to me before I left when we found out that we both loved ireland-i need to write her.
I randomly watched Luck of the Irish-some st. patty's day disney movie that I remembered from a long time ago and after dinner it was all about far and away. Despite a few slow transitions it really is good. Good music, acting, gorgeous landscapes, and accents that you can't beat-and it's not just a chick flick; there's boxing, gun fights, racing, and they don't even end up together until the last minute of the film-just like it should be.
Anyway, it was good and tomorrow me and dad will plan out the trip more-apparently he knows a guy over there and will get good ideas of where to go. We're totally doing the bed and breakfast thing-doing the local taste of things no hotels/touristy stuff etc.
I might possibly have tomorrow off which brings me much joy-I rarely get to honestly sleep in since Saturday mornings are usually temple runs, and Sunday is church.
oh.....it's gonna be good.
I guess I haven't really taken specific notice of the dates this week since I'm not in the office and just playing with the kiddies.
I, of course, quickly began redeeming myself. I made four leaf clover chocolate chip cookies with Gretta and I'll have you know that one of them remotely resembled a four leaf clover. Also there was a leprechaun one. I got off early and it was such a gorgeous day that the second I got home I took Copper for a walk-my favorite walk. Though it wasn't dusk/twilight, it was still great. There are some really cool trees along that trail and when the sun hits em' a certain way it reminds me of my favorite painting in the MOA on campus-i hope it's still there...it should be.
Anyway....um, I almost killed copper, haha he's a lil older than I remember and was dragging pretty bad, but we got him to the lake but had to call mom to come get us cause I think a return trip would have finished him off. Good thing it wasn't humid.
Then I changed so that I was wearing more green-along with my irish soccer team scarf that an investigator gave to me before I left when we found out that we both loved ireland-i need to write her.
I randomly watched Luck of the Irish-some st. patty's day disney movie that I remembered from a long time ago and after dinner it was all about far and away. Despite a few slow transitions it really is good. Good music, acting, gorgeous landscapes, and accents that you can't beat-and it's not just a chick flick; there's boxing, gun fights, racing, and they don't even end up together until the last minute of the film-just like it should be.
Anyway, it was good and tomorrow me and dad will plan out the trip more-apparently he knows a guy over there and will get good ideas of where to go. We're totally doing the bed and breakfast thing-doing the local taste of things no hotels/touristy stuff etc.
I might possibly have tomorrow off which brings me much joy-I rarely get to honestly sleep in since Saturday mornings are usually temple runs, and Sunday is church.
oh.....it's gonna be good.
Monday, March 16, 2009
slow motion
I've never thought of myself as into the types of sports like....hunting, fishing, etc. Sure I have enjoyed camping but just never seeing me going all out in those types of sports-i mean, they're like....special sports, I wouldn't put them in the same sport category of football or basketball exactly...
what brought this up was that today I took my boss' daughter to Mcdonalds and then we got back and the door was locked so we decided to go fishing. They have lots of man made lakes that supposedly have fish in them though I've never seen supporting evidence of this. But anyway, we thought it'd be fun so we grabbed a couple of poles and walked down the road to the lake where there's a bridge and just stood out in the middle of it and fished. I'm not sure if you can call it fishing when you never catch anything, but it beats calling it....standing while throwing a string in the water....a lil' catchier.
As I was standing there and after the first two embarassing attempts-that luckily only the ducks were witnesses to, I got a nice long cast and it was kinda....cool, watching it soar through the air and plunk in the water. I realize that it's completley ironic that I like it seeing as I don't particulary love fish and would throw back anything I caught no matter how big/good etc but I guess that's good right? a win win situation-i get the satisfaction and contemplative time and the fish lives....that is if I didn't completely panic and mess around too much causing it to suffocate before I could throw it back. I totally had the realization when I casted it that...I have no idea what to do if I were to actually catch something-prolly something I need to think through before doing it, but what are the odds right?
I would actually kinda like sitting out on a boat and just fishing....ya know, if it were a nice day and I had good company-tho I def wouldn't mind being alone too cause it's really peaceful.
songs I recommend at the moment: David Hopkins (me and heath saw him in provo before i left and before he got big 8)
*Suzanne is Perfect
* If it starts getting dark
* three times zero
* Spelling Song
enjoy.
what brought this up was that today I took my boss' daughter to Mcdonalds and then we got back and the door was locked so we decided to go fishing. They have lots of man made lakes that supposedly have fish in them though I've never seen supporting evidence of this. But anyway, we thought it'd be fun so we grabbed a couple of poles and walked down the road to the lake where there's a bridge and just stood out in the middle of it and fished. I'm not sure if you can call it fishing when you never catch anything, but it beats calling it....standing while throwing a string in the water....a lil' catchier.
As I was standing there and after the first two embarassing attempts-that luckily only the ducks were witnesses to, I got a nice long cast and it was kinda....cool, watching it soar through the air and plunk in the water. I realize that it's completley ironic that I like it seeing as I don't particulary love fish and would throw back anything I caught no matter how big/good etc but I guess that's good right? a win win situation-i get the satisfaction and contemplative time and the fish lives....that is if I didn't completely panic and mess around too much causing it to suffocate before I could throw it back. I totally had the realization when I casted it that...I have no idea what to do if I were to actually catch something-prolly something I need to think through before doing it, but what are the odds right?
I would actually kinda like sitting out on a boat and just fishing....ya know, if it were a nice day and I had good company-tho I def wouldn't mind being alone too cause it's really peaceful.
songs I recommend at the moment: David Hopkins (me and heath saw him in provo before i left and before he got big 8)
*Suzanne is Perfect
* If it starts getting dark
* three times zero
* Spelling Song
enjoy.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
ready for some sleep
It was an unusual weekend. I say unusual because I wasn't home for nearly all of it.
I went to this women's conference in Houston; it actually wasn't too bad....kind of an EFY for women. They had speakers like Sheri Dew, and Mary Ellis Edmund etc and performers like: one of the guys from Jericho road ( I know, I was quite excited :p ) and Kenneth Cope and Jenny Frogley. Though I have to admit Jenny was really good-she made a medley for us where she showed off her different ranges of songs. She's a studio artist and will get called in to sing anything from country to opera to alternative etc...it was really cool how versatile her voice was. She sang some rock, country, opera, and even that indian sounding singing they have in those epic battle scenes where everything is in slow motion and the reverb etc-she was really good.
The last speaker on Saturday spoke about America and why we should still be proud and going over historical evidences of how God, many times, interfered in our behalf to preserve this country and tho we may not have as many righteous people as we once did- they're still here and it's still worth protecting etc. I can't remember why but he was talking about percentages of people from different countries that attended church. 47% in America....2% in Russia....though 2% of Russian people isn't exactly a tiny number, but I can't imagine how they accurately got that count....or whether they only count the orthodox church because other churches in their minds are sects..... He said he talked with a fellow airforce friend and his friend asked him if he thought we'd ever get mormon missionaries in Russia, this being during the cold war, and he said: yes, i think we will, but....not in my life time. As he was talking about the miracle of that country opening etc it was one of the few times when it really dawned on me what it meant-me serving there. I know that it's a miracle we're there so shortly after everything, but this was one of the few times that I fully comprehended it-just a for a few minutes but I instantly felt this huge sense of gratitude and just awe that I was able to be a part of that-seeing all of the huge wheels turning just to get me in there...amazing.
I called Dad on the way out and got the last thirty seconds of the BYU game relayed over the cell-very sad and I'm frustrated that Utah won-it would have been so good if we had played them in the finals, but o well-still in the NCAA playing the aggies...
Well, Steve had all his friends over and I showed them the francisville experiment. They joked throughout it-trying to keep it light, tho I know there were a few tense moments for them and I'm not sure if they found it as funny as I did, tho they did like the "i love the ghosts" guy...who doesn't? Anyway, I hope it didn't make anyone uncomfortable-you never know with those kinds of movies, shrug.
I watched the sound of music tonight-i couldn't tell you the last time I watched it. It's really good...i mean, funny, good music, pretty landscapes, and nazis.....what more could you want?
"waiting sweetheart, just waiting..." name that quote
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YJYqMhIYw58 (word of caution-don't be drinking anything when you watch this.)
I went to this women's conference in Houston; it actually wasn't too bad....kind of an EFY for women. They had speakers like Sheri Dew, and Mary Ellis Edmund etc and performers like: one of the guys from Jericho road ( I know, I was quite excited :p ) and Kenneth Cope and Jenny Frogley. Though I have to admit Jenny was really good-she made a medley for us where she showed off her different ranges of songs. She's a studio artist and will get called in to sing anything from country to opera to alternative etc...it was really cool how versatile her voice was. She sang some rock, country, opera, and even that indian sounding singing they have in those epic battle scenes where everything is in slow motion and the reverb etc-she was really good.
The last speaker on Saturday spoke about America and why we should still be proud and going over historical evidences of how God, many times, interfered in our behalf to preserve this country and tho we may not have as many righteous people as we once did- they're still here and it's still worth protecting etc. I can't remember why but he was talking about percentages of people from different countries that attended church. 47% in America....2% in Russia....though 2% of Russian people isn't exactly a tiny number, but I can't imagine how they accurately got that count....or whether they only count the orthodox church because other churches in their minds are sects..... He said he talked with a fellow airforce friend and his friend asked him if he thought we'd ever get mormon missionaries in Russia, this being during the cold war, and he said: yes, i think we will, but....not in my life time. As he was talking about the miracle of that country opening etc it was one of the few times when it really dawned on me what it meant-me serving there. I know that it's a miracle we're there so shortly after everything, but this was one of the few times that I fully comprehended it-just a for a few minutes but I instantly felt this huge sense of gratitude and just awe that I was able to be a part of that-seeing all of the huge wheels turning just to get me in there...amazing.
I called Dad on the way out and got the last thirty seconds of the BYU game relayed over the cell-very sad and I'm frustrated that Utah won-it would have been so good if we had played them in the finals, but o well-still in the NCAA playing the aggies...
Well, Steve had all his friends over and I showed them the francisville experiment. They joked throughout it-trying to keep it light, tho I know there were a few tense moments for them and I'm not sure if they found it as funny as I did, tho they did like the "i love the ghosts" guy...who doesn't? Anyway, I hope it didn't make anyone uncomfortable-you never know with those kinds of movies, shrug.
I watched the sound of music tonight-i couldn't tell you the last time I watched it. It's really good...i mean, funny, good music, pretty landscapes, and nazis.....what more could you want?
"waiting sweetheart, just waiting..." name that quote
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YJYqMhIYw58 (word of caution-don't be drinking anything when you watch this.)
Friday, March 13, 2009
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