Wednesday, July 8, 2009
The post below was written by my friend Ed Chasteen, of Hatebusters. I liked it so much he gave me permission to re-post it here. Enjoy!
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by Ed Chasteen
Seventh month of the year, eighth day of the month, ninth year of the century. Makes for an interesting sequence of numbers. But I’ve never been able to read any larger meaning into such things. Some people can. And do. Perhaps they know more than I do or have a better mind. That’s entirely possible. But to me such oddities are simply momentary conversation pieces, devoid of any significance other than what we give them.
A thing defined as real is real in its consequences. So if these numbers are thought by some to have a larger significance, they do. For them. We all live in a world of our own making. Whatever is out there in the world is made real to us by what is in our mind and heart. No two of us understand the world in exactly the same way. Most of our understanding is much like that of our family, our friends, our culture. But not all. Each of us is tailor made in an off-the-rack world.
To live peacefully and productively together, we all make an unconscious bargain to be more or less like those we live among. While we look and think and act much like those we know well, we all reserve, whether we’re aware of it or not, a part of ourselves to ourselves. And that private self may venture far afield in search of meaning in things not considered meaningful by most others. This is good. It keeps us from being clones of one another. It lends zest to our interactions with one another. It produces humor. Sometimes conflict. That conflict, though, has at least the potential to expand and elevate our minds as we seek solutions which all parties can embrace.
I had no intention when I came to my word processor this morning of writing any of this. I was not even aware of today being 07-08-09 until my son, Brian, sent me an email telling me and suggesting it might make a good story. His email prompted these thoughts.
It’s Brian’s fault.