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Right, maybe

This is just brain stew, trying to thrash out who I am, don’t take it too seriously, my mind changes and evolves often, yours should too…John-Lennon-quote

I still think that I am right about things a lot of the time, even though there are points of view expressed by others that seem to contradict or question my belief. However, these days there are more occasions that I listen to the little voice of doubt in my head which tells me that I ought to lighten up and consider perhaps that I am not always right and that other people may have a point.

I think what it boils down to is whether you have to work with other people in the furtherance of something or not. If it is your own project then it is probably okay to believe that you are right and do things the way you think they should be done, only changing your plans if the method or idea is proved to be wrong or just not working.

If you are working with another person or a group then it becomes necessary to achieve a consensus on most things which requires, for the best plan of action to be used, a group where everyone has a clear understanding of the factors involved, the technical know-how and confidence in themselves to be able to voice their views. Alternatively the group could select a member who is best suited to the task and leave them with the responsibility of that task. This works well if the group is clear about its policy and objectives and the members feel a sense of responsibility to the project and its successful completion.

It is very difficult to sit quietly when someone demands to do something a certain way when in your heart you feel that they are wrong, and particularly if you think you know a better way to do it. Does one speak up or diplomatically shut up and allow things to progress to see whether or not the idea is flawed? This is where my problem arises. In some cases I tend to think I know better and become blinkered to any other ideas whose successful out come I cannot visualise. It could be that the other idea is valid, and it may well produce fruit, but at that moment I believe that my idea is more practical, sensible or efficient. Is this a blessing or a curse?quotes-1513

However, if I don’t have an idea, or if I can see the value in a fellow’s plan, I am usually willing to work in harmony to achieve the common aim. I can then feel like I am sharing a common experience and thoroughly enjoy both the work and the achievement of the project’s completion. If I have had to accept a democratically arrived at solution which I do not feel has the best chance of success I will still work harmoniously although I will feel the need to interject ideas along the line. Whether I act on those feelings will depend on the progress towards the goal and my tolerance of the consensus. It does sometimes happen that I do change my mind about the value of other people’s ideas, either for or against, if I see that they are working or not.

So the whole thing seems to be about the ability to conceive of a solution to a problem and whether that conception is valid, righteous and practical. I suppose the only way to improve the likelihood of that happening is to study and learn as much about as many things as possible to gain a greater understanding of systems. Of course, it may be a good idea in any circumstances to stop the hunt for the solution if one finds that there is a gap in that knowledge and seek information to clarify the area of uncertainty. The internet is a valuable tool for this in may respects. There seems to be an unending supply of information and opinion, experience and statistics to enable a person to fully understand a problem and make an informed judgement on the best way forward.

I went to a type of medium once with a friend of mine. It was a psychometry reading where one places objects into a tray and the medium handles them and, from the auras endowed upon the objects by the owner’s contact with them, can get a feeling or message for the owner. This was all done anonymously by placing the items oneself into numbered squares of one’s own choice. The medium would announce the number before handling the item so that the owner would know that the reading was for them.

The point of my story here is to throw light on my original statement. The medium picked up my object, a key hanging from a chain which I wore constantly around my neck.
“Oh”, she said, “You are right, you’re right, you’re right, you’re always right! Don’t let anyone tell you that you are wrong! You are right, and you know it, and it is true, you are.”

I know some, or most, people will find this all a bit ‘hocus pocus’ and probably think that the whole practice is charlatanism, but the next thing she said also made sense; not immediately, but later in my life, for it was a prediction for the future. She said that she could see me in a large house with a barn. She could see a woman surrounded by children with long black hair, dressed in long skirts, standing at the gate. That was my harvest, and it was bountiful. Those that know me will be aware of my situation and that indeed I do live in a big house with a barn and that all the other parts of the vision are true as well. Think what you will – this one came true!

So again, I had advice from someone in my life about who I am, and who I should be. Just like my physics teacher this lady had struck a chord with what I thought of myself, and had given me license to go on being me. Some people will think this is hardly the stuff to base your life on, but I would answer with a question – if not this, what is good enough? It is never easy trying to balance who we are with who we think we should be, and I would say that we shouldn’t try to lest we put out the flame of spontaneity. Just be yourself without trying, just let it out, you can always mop up the mess later if it goes wrong. However, I believe ‘wrong’ is a subjective judgement call usually made by people who are not on your wavelength. The concepts of right and wrong, however, will have to be the subject of another treatise.

© Richard Holt 2014

What Is Going Wrong?

I can’t help feeling that this place, country, world is going mad, bad, sad and all that that suggests. I look at the news and see misery on all levels, greed on many levels and mistrust and paranoia all over the place. Whatever happened to the dream? I am sure that when I was a child there was going to be a bright future and prosperity for all, a general improvement in conditions, of life, of technology and a brave new world.

But that was before I had read Aldous Huxley’s “Brave New World”, or George Orwell’s “Animal Farm” or “1984″, and I had no thoughts of alternative agendas and the possibility that we were all living an illusion fed to us and nourished by an other race of beings who had plans that we were not part of, other than being the cattle and sheep to be used in the manufacture of their paradise. By other race I do not mean “aliens” in the sense of extra-terrestrial entities – although I have come to the point where I have actually considered that as a possibility – but I mean a class of people who languish above the relatively lesser classes and poverty levels, controlling the distribution of wealth, controlling the availability of information and controlling the food and materials supplies.

How has this become the state that we find ourselves in today? When did the takeover take place? Is it possible to make a change back to a society that works for the good of all rather than the few? What would we have to do to make that change? Is it enough to make individual efforts to reduce waste and energy usage? Is it enough to follow generally accepted norms of behaviour in an attempt to bring about the change or do we need to have some kind of revolution? It would seem that the governments of all nations are gearing up to defend themselves against their own citizens by arming their police forces, changing laws to allow for easier control, encouraging a sense of self-policing and intolerance amongst society, spreading propaganda to get their message accepted and normalised, and bombarding the populace with placebo entertainment with the apparent aim of diverting attention away from the change to and erosion of everyone’s civil liberties.

I begin to despair of this but I realise that that may be what I am supposed to do. It could be that all these things are designed to induce a state of depression and thereby induce subservience in people, if not, ultimately, suicide. So, if that is the case and me being the type of person who is considered a bit rebellious, I am damned if that is going to happen to me! I will try to remain afloat in this sea of despair and find a way to create something out of what I have in order to retain my sanity and afford myself some comfort and security. I will continue to do what I believe is right and try to be community minded in the face of the adversity that surrounds us. I will strive to be the change I wish to see – to somewhat misquote Ghandi – and in my own way be the Utopian I would have the world and its people become.

Maybe by the time I have been writing these things for a while I will be able to get my thoughts into some sort of order and hopefully answer some of the questions I posed above. I will try to stick to this and chronicle some of my steps along the way. I may write a bit about what I am and what I am capable of in order to better understand myself and get a better idea of what I am as a whole when looked at from the outside. Lately it seems as if I am being misunderstood by people who are taking offence at what I do or say, are becoming scared of me because of my size or the expression on my face. It is so hard to ‘look’ nice – I am smiling on the inside honestly even if it looks like a scowl. All I want to do is to be able to discuss the situation with people rather than just accepting it, but that seems to be something that one is forbidden to do – one must just accept what one is told and say nothing apparently? I am not that kind of person unfortunately for those who would control me. I had a physics teacher once who encouraged us to question everything, and I am afraid I took that to heart as I was already that type of person and his advice gave me license to be me.

© Richard Holt 2014