An Ode for Earth Day: The Science of Storytelling

Our world is a story: we are the story of our world. We find patterns, we seek gods and goddess, and we desperately seek control. We destroy. We create. We mimic nature in those actions, coming close to apotheotic levels of transcendence. Whoa. Sorry. Got a little carried away. On any given day we reach those heights and dig in the vulgar mud. And because of who I am, and who we are, I am thinking it will be, and continue on, to be the storytellers who help us make sense of who and what we are, and where we…

Stand.

A blast from my past come across my mind today, the song Stand by R.E.M. I guess it’s because many people taking different stands, and trying to convince me they’re right. I made my own recycled soap-box today and stood on it, on my little patch of earth, shouting up to the heavens, hoping someone would listen. A lot of nodding heads, but I’m not sure how much power we really have. Perhaps it comes down to priorities; we are given these brief and shining little lights of life, and we are wired to scramble, adjust, and desperately try to make…