Life As Performance Art 44

I was listening this morning to a program on philosophy, I think it is actually called the "Philosopher's Zone" from Australia and it is broadcast here on CBC at 4 am, Sundays. It was basically about how science always fails to adequately factor in subjective experience. This also certainly affects scientific rationality and objectivity. Which is to say that, in science, as in everything else, we love to play God. Rather like children playing at grownups. But nothing is objective, not as perceived by human beings, since our perceptions, however scientifically and clinically detached, are always going to be subjective. Science never entirely gets it right, and any scientist worth their salt is going to admit this. It is a constant unfolding process of inquiry, experimentation, discovery, and more inquiry. It never ends. So it is with this human dance that we all seem to be caught in the middle of. Even if we go sit in the balcony and peer out at all the participants, by our mere presence and existence we are also participants, even if we are merely peering from the balcony. Or, as a wise man told me once, many many years ago, even if I am watching others while enjoying my decadent Saturday night on the town, there is still going to be someone watching me. Basically, we humans, are modified apes with oversize brains. We all tend to think too much. Can't be helped, I suppose. I have been accused of thinking too much, but being to the manner born, this is something that cannot really be helped or avoided or prevented. So, I had might as well have fun with it and keep writing this dear little blog. You know, this is why I also find myself having a good chuckle or two whenever I hear about born again atheists of the Dawkins church, wrapping themselves around a telephone pole trying to objectively prove that God could not possibly exist, when, at the end of the day, all they can come up with are rather pale and limp excuses for venting their spleen about their hatred for God and the universe. It's equally funny when egghead Christians and other brainy theists try to use science and logic in order to prove the existence of God. Only agnostics can no for sure and they sure ain't gonna say it one way or the other. Well, Gentle Reader, I don't know how to break this to you, but either the Almighty is real for you, or he is not, and until, or if that moment of revelation every occurs to you, maybe instead of stressing over such existential headaches, you would better spend your time on Facebook or Instagram, or maybe Skype with that nice friend of yours in Colombia, or go bake brownies, or build a birdhouse or something. Life is a gift. Give thanks and enjoy!