I never wanted to begin this with the weather, but it rained once or twice since the last entry, and it got hot and then cold again. I guess that’s just the nature of the beast. And so, once again, I begin on the weather.
It rained some. Not the torrential downpours of the UK nor the never ending mist of the Northwest. It wasn’t a special rain, just different. It was, and I know this isn’t the right word to use, but “teasing.” It would come, then go, then come again, never long enough to drive me inside, but just enough to annoy. Sometimes, I feel like standing up to the rain for a time might actually push the rain away. I know that’s silly, and a little preposterous, but hear me out before I get into the main part of this story. People in general think that the rain, and bad weather for that matter, is a bad thing, right? So what’s the opposing force there? The good thing. I’m not the good thing, this so much is true. But against the rain and every form of weather people in the world use to commiserate with each other, there’s gotta be some sort of oppositional force. The “Oh I can’t believe the rain today” needs a “I stood there and got wet and survived” to level the playing field. So yeah, I stood out there and got wet and let the rain happen. I didn’t win. I still got wet and I didn’t chase the rain away, but I know it’s not the misery some people make it out to be. Us people more accurately.
I guess I should also specify, there just aint a main part to this story. It’s as convoluted as the rain lately. Nice segue, huh? I knew you’d appreciate that.
This is some fucked up shit. St. Thomas Aquinas said that his version of God, who is all-knowing and omniscient, exists outside the realm of time. And since he’s an eternal being, every moment of time occurs at an all-encompassing once. Which is not so for us humans. We move in a linear fashion, with one moment passing into the next. Following this theory means that there can’t be a future because it doesn’t exist yet. Not only that, if there was a future we were going to be cognizant of, we wouldn’t be cognizant of it till it became the present. So God gets a future, but we don’t. There’s of course, a few theistic loopholes to explain why, with ‘God doesn’t exist on our plane of existence’ being at the top of the list. We move in a linear fashion. He, or she, does not, which is so not human that I think we should remove any references to God with pronouns that say this God is a he or a she. Being so obviously not human, this God is not going to be a he or a she. This God is probably an “e.” (That tangent should’ve been footnoted though, sorry.) So anyways, for us, there can’t be a future. It doesn’t exist yet, and when it does come to exist, it’s actually the present. This brings up all kinds of questions and issues for me. Here’s my list.
1) Why does the word “future” exist then? Is it from the same plane of existence as the word “unicorn”?
2) Where does this place the word “destiny”? Is that another “unicorn” as well?
3) And what about “consequence”? You know how people say, “You don’t want to know what the consequences would be.” But a consequence exists in the future. So if the future doesn’t exist, can I throw trash on the neighbor’s lawn and not worry about what will happen next?
4) This proves the existence of Star Wars, since it happened a “long time ago.”
5) And finally, my breakthrough thought about all this shit: NO MORE HANGOVERS! That’s like a consequence, the future and destiny all rolled into one, with a few unicorns along the way.
So that’s that. Wasted a few hours questioning the existence of the future today. But it made me think there’s gotta be a theological or philosophical way to explain away anything in existence, including ourselves. I think that’s what I’ll do tomorrow. But right now, I gotta complain about something, and since I don’t seem to mind rainy weather anymore, there’s gotta be something deeper to fill the void.
It’s a simple phrase that I keep hearing more and more every day, and it goes a little like this….. “It is what it is……”
No shit! Why don’t you save your breath and just say, “It is.”
It’s only a minor annoyance, but its frequency is increasing by the day and I don’t wish to accept it. Today, when someone said it to me, I said, “Well if it wasn’t, the world of definition would be a lot more interesting.” But they didn’t seem to understand. I should’ve pointed at St. Thomas Aquinas and let it be what it be.
There’s a few other phrases that annoy me, but I’ll save that till tomorrow, which by my own admittance, does not exist yet. In the meantime, I will try to figure out a way to explain away the existence of the word “existence” so that I can continue to battle the rain and procrastinate some more.
(By the way, I don’t think the word “procrastinate” can exist anymore if there’s no more future. This development could do wonders for slackers and late people! Declare yourself “God,” erase the concept of time from existence, do whatever the fuck you want.)