POEM: Arousing Spirit

She had a profoundly rousing spirit
Unfortunately, he did not believe in spirits
And lack of belief
Will only
Carry you so far

I like this short poem because it plays with the notions of spirit and disbelief.  There are very few people who would welcome reducing their most intimate friends or significant others to a machine, even a fabulously complex, particularly useful, and/or entertaining machine.  At the same , postmodern is crippled in its thinking about spirit.  Even those who are or intentionally often have a low level of when it comes to the metaphysical.  When push comes to shove, there are many, if not most, who feel uncomfortable in an apologetics of matters.  as a predominant mode of being makes more difficult than it has to be.  Not surprisingly, materialists may a great deal of awkwardness in relating to ghosts in machines, formerly known as humans.

I view postmodern as addicted to certainty or “security.”  Most of postmodern tremors when they can’t get their fix of certainty.  The of postmodern , at first glance, seems to offer more reliable solutions to issues of uncertainty.  Predictability is at a premium.  Unfortunately, since humans aren’t machines, human problems will remain stubbornly unsolved if limited to solutions. Materialists cannot escape viewing messy as a problem, not the solution.  Most simply put, is a negation of the better portion of being human.  Stuff like , , , and — let alone — simply don’t make much sense from a .  Reductionist approaches rip the out of higher ordered realities.

This short poem succinctly portrays what is lost by disbelief.  A full appreciation of a rousing spirit becomes impossible because a inevitably “understands” such unique manifestations as mere statistical anomalies, at best arising out of “.”  Lack of belief will only carry you so far.  I have to shake my head in disbelief every a scientist includes in their equation, hypothesis/theory, or .  These seems like a equivalent of “insert miracle here.”  Though such a miracle is of the lowest possible order!  I find it much harder to believe in than that the free choice of the metaphysical world responds within a framework of that often, even predictably, elicits higher ordered functioning, a tip of the hat if you will to an experienced higher order.  and determinism are strange bedfellows.  What type of relies on to explain order?!  Wouldn’t it be much more coherent to posit a form of order from which order arises?  The logical conclusion of those addicted to this bizarre, false idol of certainty is actually that there is no order, that it only seems like there is order.  When determinism is hybridized with , should we be surprised that it produces an absurd bastard child?  In any case, what follows from such a is a .  Choice, human , IS a .  And, if you don’t believe in choice, then…well, that’s your choice…

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