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are open - minded, then please, read on and enjoy...
If you are not, then I suggest that you skip this article all
-together. (skipthisarticle) If you decide to read it anyways, do
not feel offended. Do not come to me and jump down my throat with
stuff like "You're so full of sh*t!" and "How can you believe this
crap?"
rEALITY : wHAT a cONCEPT is not about beliefs. Especially
mine. (If you want to know my beliefs, I suggest that you
introduce yourself to me and get to know me. I can always be
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rEALITY : wHAT a cONCEPT is the result of hundreds of hours
of discussions, arguments and imagination, some of which I have
been personally involved in, some that I have absolutely no
knowledge of, and some that can qualify as "Acid trips."
rEALITY : wHAT a cONCEPT was originally written to fill
space in a newsletter for a local Science Fiction / Fantasy /
Gaming (Media / Literature) Fan Club that is now defunct. It has
seen many incarnations since, but never, to my knowledge, on the
Net. It was originally written over a 4 month span and has seen
minor changes and revisions and addendums. In fact, after 6 years
or so, I have considered adding a fourth installment to the
trilogy. Somewhat a little more (or less?) abstract than the first
three. So, if you enjoy it, let me know... I need all the
encouragement I can muster.
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of God and Country! Seek the aid of a professional psychiatrist...
And, if you take any of it seriously, please, dammit, get a grip
on reality...
***** rEALITY : wHAT a cONCEPT *****
A Discussion of truth by David Chandler-Gick
pART oNE:
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REALITY...
According to the fourth definition of the only
Dictionary I could find as I wrote this, the American Heritage,
Reality is defined as;
"...That which exists objectively and in fact."
huh?
Okay... Let's try the first definition (should have
thought of that in the first place);
"... The quality or state of being actual or true."
Uh huh...
Okay. That bites...
... Let us take a closer look at Reality...
First to your left...
Now to your right...
Go on! What have you got to lose?
Your place?
Here... put your finger here ------------------------>
Now at this text.
HEY! YOU! OVER HERE! STOP LOOKING TO YOUR RIGHT ALREADY!
(See? Didn't lose your place, did you?)
This is Reality...
Or, is it?
You think, therefore you are...
... Are you sure?
Maybe it is "I think. Therefore, you are."
No?
Why not?
I think that you are reading this right now. Are you?
Don't mess with me, one who lacks reality! Are you?
Of course you are.
I think. Therefore... You are.
This is real...
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Fact: The sky is blue...
Why?
Back in the earliest stages of life, you learned the
facts; The sky is blue, the grass is green, clouds are white,
Elvis is dead, flowers smell nice, women look pretty, some men do
too. Black is black. Michael Jackson is...
Well, he's...
Up is up. Down is down. Dogs bite. Cats scratch and life is like
a box of condoms. (No, not chocolate)
Face it.
You have been programmed!
Brainwashed!
From day one,
you were told that a dog barks and a midday meal
was lunch. But, as previously explored in an episode of some
anthology series, lunch is not lunch.
It is dinosaur.
I have a business dinosaur today.
But...
...today is not today.
It's rhizomorph.
Stop! This is getting too confusing... Yes, I have been
programmed as well...
So, let's regress a bit and keep it manganese...
Er, I mean simple;
Fact: The sky is blue...
Truth: The sky is not blue...
Blue is a term used to signify the resultant of tensile
carbon fibers snapping under pressure by a Wall street broker.
So, how can the sky be blue?
You only think it is blue. You were told it was blue.
The one who told you it was blue was told it was blue. The one who
told the one who told you it was blue was told it was blue.
And
on
down
the
line...
You see, the screenwriter of life originally wrote
that the sky was brown. But, Adam and Eve screwed up their
lines. The said it was blue. They didn't know that blue was term
used to signify the result of snapping tensile carbon fibers by
Wall street brokers. Hell, they hadn't heard of tensile carbon
fibers back then.
The director of life caught the error, but not until life was
already in the editing room and Adam and Eve had already taught
their children that the sky was blue.
And, back then, they hadn't heard of dubbing yet, and
life was so far over budget anyway, the director had no choice but
to leave it in.
(By the way, life, to date, is a box office flop but the
studio, Heavenly Pictures, is still optimistic and will not pull
it from General Release yet.)
Any way... Adam and Eve and the snake and the
children all called the sky blue.
Now... We call it blue. But, sorry...
That soft color above our heads is really brown.
up...
Also, it is not It is And black is white.
down.
Dogs meow, but they are not dogs... They are cows.
Down is left. Right is up.
God is a sadist.
Innocence is guilt.
Existence doesn't.
and white is apple.
History is written by who? The victors. This we will accept
as a basic truth. Facts are determined by history and history is
written by the victors.
Who said the victors are the good guys...?
Who said they told you the truth?
Or, at the very least, that you were not
misinformed? After all, several years ago obtaining the sound
barrier was impossible. "It can never be done!"
One flew over the cuckoo's nest...
And was shot down.
Why?
Because he knew the truth. That mentally unstable social
misfit had a grasp on reality.
But SOCIETY wouldn't admit it.
Or allow it...
Society cannot be corrupted with reality...
Truth: Society and Reality are not symbiotic...
Two hundred years ago society condoned slavery.
Today?
Two hundred years ago society called for a revolution.
Today?
Today, society dictates that both are wrong. Take Oklahoma
City for example... What one person did in revolt, others call
murder and terrorism. Has anyone ever really looked at the root of
the problem?
Or will they just put the blame on one or a few people?
(As an experiment, try the following: Buy a handful of
slaves and tell the IRS to bug off!)
Society determines what is right and wrong.
Okay, if you are not so daring, try this simple experiment
that you can do to anyone...
anywhere...
Without going to jail.
Take two pieces of construction paper. One black. One white.
Hand them to a stranger (or even someone you know)... Then tell
the person that society has lied to us for as long as Mankind has
been on the face of the Earth. Indicate the black paper and tell
the person that in reality, it is white. Then indicate the white
paper and inform the person that it is apple.
Note his reaction. Is it one of understanding?
Sudden realization?
Skepticism?
Before the person calls an ambulance (I only said "without going
to jail"...) and has you hauled off to the local mental hotel
where all the staff wear those friendly apple coats, thank him for
participating in this survey and
get the hell out of there!
(Join David Chandler-Gick for the next installment of rEALITY :
wHAT a cONCEPT as he explores Dreams as Reality and just for the
sake of argument, kicks God out of Religion. It's not as
blaphemous as it sounds, but it sure was fun. He's sure to go to
Hell for that one... But someone answer me this: Why do I keep
referring to myself in the third person, as "he", etc.?)
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