The Blind Man Society

This morning, I’m thinking about the quest to get real good, real smart, real fast or POW!!!  In all aspects of our lives. 

I set out on a mission when I was younger to knock all the to-do items off of my dream list.  And, I accomplished it by age 30 (I’m 49 now).  My father, used to say that it was not a good thing to do this because there really was no need to get out of bed in the morning after it was done.  There was nothing left to shoot for or work towards.  Outwardly, I was fine after that.  But, inside I was more lost than I had ever been.  I drifted internally for years after that…until finally I made peace with it, and established a new to-do list. 

I guess I’m writing about this, because I’ve learned that knowing when to say when is a very important skill to have.  To not see TOO much, hence my pen-name…The Blind Man Society.   I try to apply this thinking to my quest for life-knowledge as well as dream pursuit.  Voltaire, said that people should value those who seek the truth of things.  And, they should almost fear them, once they find it.  The reason I think, is that these people might be a threat to knowledge and ideas that are currently inviolate.  Take art, in all it’s forms as the example here.  Art is unsolvable.  And, for those who say it can be solved, there are too many of us in this world to ever totally figure it out – because in my opinion, we are all art forms.  All 4.7 trillion of us.  For the naysayers out there that this can be done, you should be writing children’s books with that imagination of yours.  😊 

I’ll say it again.  People seem to be, in my opinion only, on a quest to get real good real fast or POW!  But, it’s quite a responsibility I think.  I’ve learned that knowing too much too soon is the most detrimental thing there is.  My supporting example here, is when I got to Africa.  I was around people two to three times my age there, and I felt very much like I had taken a cab to get further down the track in a foot race than I would have gotten on my own.  I was out of place, and it was extremely awkward.  The trip was great, I learned a ton and experienced more than I ever had in my life.  BUT, when I got home, something strange happened to me.  None of the people I knew could relate to me after.  I was totally surrounded by friends, co-workers and family, but feeling quite alone.  It was extremely isolating.

I hear people talk about being Old Ghosts sometimes.  Having old souls.  I always wondered what that was like to be one of those people.  And, how they got to be this way.  But, that’s another one that I’ll stop on and know when to say when.  Thanks for reading my thoughts and words this morning, I hope everyone has a phenomenal Thursday! Oh, and the shirt below on the young man poling this dugout canoe at the Okavango Delta in Botswana says: LIFE IS A GAME.