In a data-driven
world, there is an urgent need - methinks - of meaning.
There is a notion
among birders that we use to identify the birds you gets very familiar with...
the 'jizz' of a bird. It's not really quantifiable or articulated. It's the
'feel' that the bird's being arouses in you. The spirit of the bird, if you
will. A sense given off by the gestalt whole that is greater than the sum of
its parts.
Much alike, the
world seems - to me - in acute need of an infusion of... meaning, jizz, geist,
spirit, artha, soul, essence... call it what you will.
Numbers need to be
replaced with meaning; patterns and trends with consciousness of the beauty of
each intricate nuance of being; analyses with life itself.
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I yearn to ground,
send feelers deep into life.
That could be what I
pursue in life. Capture the geist of people, places, things. Articulate it.
Feel the spirit of each doxel of experience. Drive the semantics deep into the
fabric of thrown-in existence. And be grateful for that carnival thus created in
the playground of life.
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In gratitude, for life, for the world that has shaped me, for each of you who have made my being. Thank you.
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