And How Dieth the Wise Man? As the Fool.
Friday, May 15th, 2009Things are bad with Adam Frey.
I haven’t written about him, because there’s so little to say. I’m on the outside, and there’s no crossing the distance between us. I’m fine; pretty healthy, as usual. He’s not. There’s no particular reason for it; that’s the way it is.
And that’s it, really. He can fight, and suffer, and perhaps he’ll win. Doctors can help, and perhaps it’ll work. Everyone else can watch.
I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit.
That which is crooked cannot be made straight: and that which is wanting cannot be numbered.
Update
Often when I am not explict in my meaning, someone will misunderstand me… and in this, I really don’t wish to be misunderstood. Here is the context of the title, from Ecclesiastes:
The wise man’s eyes are in his head; but the fool walketh in darkness: and I myself perceived also that one event happeneth to them all.
Then said I in my heart, As it happeneth to the fool, so it happeneth even to me; and why was I then more wise? Then I said in my heart, that this also is vanity.
For there is no remembrance of the wise more than of the fool for ever; seeing that which now is in the days to come shall all be forgotten. And how dieth the wise man? as the fool.
Therefore I hated life; because the work that is wrought under the sun is grievous unto me: for all is vanity and vexation of spirit.
Or as Adam said:
All that hard work to get screwed. I cannot even say that hard work and values work in this world, because they don’t. I busted my ass as hard as the next person, and for what?
What it comes down to is, I shouldn’t write when I’m upset.
On the other hand, the writer of Ecclesiastes has been remembered, at least through the words he wrote there — at least 1800 years later. (From a quick gander at wikipedia.) The less-wise man who lived next to him, I’m betting, has been utterly lost to history.
Maybe it’s not all futile.
On the third hand, it’s worth pointing out: he’s just as dead.
On a daily basis, the things we do seem meaningful. Then, at times, the sense of meaning seems to have been an illusion. What the actual state of affairs is, I don’t know.
It certainly seems best to act as if things mattered, though, and have a bit of faith that they do. But that’s not an actual answer, in itself.
Lets just say that I knew the original post would not go over well. Because most would not know the quote, understand it or be willing to look it up to understand the meaning(I had to look it up).
With that said you should post like that more often. It is the real you not the filtered one you give the world most of the time. So often in life we pull back from doing or saying what we believe is the correct path or thought because we are just not up for the ensuing fight it will spark. So we filter it so that we can keep moving without having to explain ones self.
My wife seems to be more free at times than myself on this subject. Recently her and I had to take a class at our local school/church (our kids go to catholic school) to be able to coach or go on field trips and such with the children from the school. The class is calling Protecting Gods Children. At the beginning of the class the teacher asks the class how many consider themselves people who give hugs and are touchy-feely types. My wife of course raises her hand (she is big into hugs……me not so much). Then after 2-3 hours of seeing how child predators operate, the teacher asked again how many were still going to be giving out hugs. My wife was the only one left. And the teacher actually put her on the spot and asked her why. My wife stated that she did not believe in putting her self or the children at arms length away from the ones we love the most because of a few bad people. She was not going to pull back because of some child molester.
And I think this is often the case in life. You suggest you should not post your raw emotions because some do not understand what was being said. That would be a real shame. Do not lower yourself down to the people unwilling to appreciate intelligent discussion.
I mostly agree. But this isn’t my topic, and other people’s feelings, here, matter much more than mine; if I gave additional grief to someone with quite enough to be upset about, it’d be small consolation that I hadn’t lowered the level of conversation.
Adam and his family are very bright people, though, and I think I didn’t step amiss at least on their account. Still, sometimes it’s better to say something ordinary, like “Wow, this is awful, and I hope he gets better.”
Yes, I certainly do have a public face, which I generally present… and which is actually me, viewed from a certain angle. Most of the time I’d rather talk about ideas and interesting things than myself or what I feel (which isn’t always clear to me anyway). There are plenty of blogs telling you how various people feel today… but far too few pointing out important things, like why the Caribbean would be a great place for chimpanzees.
Still, yeah, I’ll likely say something about myself, here and there, too, in which case I’ll try to be honest. Kudos to your wife, by the way.
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