Time, apparently, does not exist. So begins this fascinating podcast the other day – the latest ramblings of deep thinkers and quantum physicists, thought-provoking challenges to shiver the timbers of our safe, orderly world view. Or something.
i.e., What a load of useless crap.
I shouldn’t say that. Don’t get me wrong. I’m happy for the deep thinkers. They’re mostly harmless and they seem largely content – delighted, even – to shovel clouds with one another, deny the ticking of clocks, and get interviewed for fascinating podcasts. Wouldn’t want one for a roommate, though. Well okay yes, I’ll accept that “we humans” do have a tendency to get all wound up and uselessly anxious about what happened ‘last week’ and I’ve got all this stuff to get done ‘tomorrow‘ and oh let’s just make it to ‘next weekend’, and so we miss the present moment… yeah yeah, the time is here, the place is now, inner peace and all that.
But please, just spare me the explanation.
Life could stand a little less reasoning and a lot more creative disruption. That’s the gist of it. I’ve been blocked on the blog front for a couple weeks, probably because I’ve been trying to reason my way to having something coherent to blog about.
And there have been candidates: the return to Planet Earth of Col. Hadfield the tweeting astronaut, this whole bizarre one-way trip to Mars thing (go, Anders!) and an ill-fated analogy on the on the similarities between elections and bowel movements… but they just didn’t add up in the end.
One day, maybe. But not today. Today, just sharing some old square photos and some completely unrelated and trivial vocabulary. In this case, the collective names for groups of animals.
An Army of Frogs.
An Obstinacy of Buffalo.
A Tower of Giraffes.
An Intrusion of Cockroaches. An intrusion. Riiight…
A Shiver of Sharks.
I do like that last one. I found these all somewhere on some website, I don’t care if they’re real or not. Either way, I would like to thank the people who make this stuff up. Such people would make good roommates. Good creative disruptions for a Wednesday night.
And let’s not forget the humans! All of us Earthlings scrambling to find inner peace or just make it to the next weekend, or to Mars or to the next election… what collective name shall we give ourselves? A few suggestions below, or please add your own. If you need a little inspiration, have a peek at a flickr gallery of Human Conditions.
(You know it just strikes me now, the not-so-subtle irony of a “Race of Humans”)