Brewed Beverage of Choice: A Pot of Green Tea and the return of the Spring Sun
The past few weeks have been chaotic to say the least, something that usually leads my mind to the far-reaches of the cosmos and returns with some ramblings of philosophy and a sense of calm. Alas, that point has not been reached yet and I am still far off in the netherworld taking notes. (Please send some trail mix and another pen.) So I thought I would keep you loyal readers busy with some notes from a conversation I had a while back, sitting with a friend over pints. I will also end it with the one and only thought I had the other day whilst chatting with a very special friend. Enjoy!
Every decision, whether conscious or unconscious, gives birth to a myriad of decisions of conscious and unconscious. Who is to say that nothing is predetermined.
I am destined to die some day. This I know to be pre-determined. All my decisions from birth til now gave rise to our meeting, yet I was not destined to find you.
Just because all things are pre-determined in the cosmos does not mean I will inherit a million dollars. The timing must be 100%. 99.98% and all is naught.
The only place destiny is found is in death.
The previous thoughts came from a conversation a friend and I had a while back about the difference in pre-determined and destiny and whether or not there is such a thing called fate. The point of our conversation was not to debate who is right or wrong, but to get us thinking on a different plane, thinking outside logic. Take it as you will…I hope it stirs something up in your mind. And I will leave you with the following:
Sometimes all it takes to start an avalanche is a whisper.
Prost!
the whispering confucian brewer
Digging the blog, good stuff, mate.
Comment by Nevets — 22 May 2008 @ 11:14 am
Well, what a coincidence. I just ran across you on another site which led me here. I was at the game today where I did not enjoy the beer siphoned out of mile long tap lines. You may remember me as the indiscriminate IPA lover. Email me sometime and I will elaborate. Quiet eh? How can you be quiet yet so generous with words? I’ve seen you and Tess near Belmont but was too shy to say hi.
H-
Comment by Heather — 26 May 2008 @ 9:27 pm
Thanks, Nevets…It was a crying shame you could not be there last night crying at our shame.
Comment by confucianbrewer — 27 May 2008 @ 11:57 am
H-
Very nice to see others reading the blog. Never too sure who is on to read or just got mistakenly directed here. Last night was the most atrocious bit of officiating I have ever had the displeasure to witness. No amount of beer could rid me of the awful taste in me mouth. Next time you see the White Wonder on Belmont, you do not have to be shy. Tessie will let you pet her.
Cheers
Comment by confucianbrewer — 27 May 2008 @ 12:00 pm