A Day in the Life of Chaos

Life for all but the hermit is a string of social interactions.  It is meeting people, leaving people, remembering people, forgetting people.  In all those relationships there are some that standout like flakes of gold floating on the surface of a gold pan. They are uniquely valuable and so  precious they will span a lifetime.  These are the people whose bond seems unregulated by time.  Years may span face to face meetings but each time one occurs it feels as if time and life has stood still.  Like nary a day has passed and conversations and embraces resume as if left only moments before.   These friends are rare because their companionship transcends the physical and intellectual to something much deeper.  The connection is almost spiritual in the way you become intertwined, woven into each others lives.   My friend Francesca is this way.  We first met when we were both in the university, her in Italy and me in America.  I was traveling in Italy and our lives intersected.  B

In a previous blog I mentioned some people that have passed that helped to make me who I am as a person.  I hope this is mostly for the better and less than for the worse.  I thought I would take a moment to write a few recollections about some of the people I have known and continue to know and what they meant to me.  It is interesting I suppose that the majority of the people noted are father figures.  I think in the life of a young developing man male figures that pay them attention and give them a sense of worth are very important.  My father had a similar impact on the life of one of my friends.  With my father’s encouragement and guidance my friend made it through the university and found direction in his life.  I truly believe my father was critical in his progression.  Regretfully I am not sure I have ever held the same significance to a person in life aside from my son.  That said, often we never fully understand the role our actions play on the lives of others and few circl

I have a theory in life that every condition, every state, is relative in some way.  Sometimes it is larger, sometimes it is smaller.  It could be as grand as life and the universe or as small as bacteria in my dog’s mouth.  We see things on our scale, then there is the cellular scale or the atomic scale.  Each level is equally complex but entirely relative to itself.   Okay before I continue to a point that I would need marijuana to sooth the bulging blood vessels in my over taxed mind, I had better step back.  For the context of this discussion I will apply the same theory to social life and intellectual discovery.  We live within layers of social life each on a different scale.  Each is complex and interdependent in its own way.  Some of us seek social life outside of our immediate environment, other’s never do.  As you grow older in life our worlds keep expanding.  I think often times this is a result of an internal need in some people for greater and different stimulus.