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50: What is a normal person like?

Normal people are what the majority of people decide is normal.  You don’t define yourself in this instance. Normalcy is defined for you.  Or more typically you are defined by your lack of normalcy.  There are many people that believe that we should try to meet the requirements of society.  To be normal.  The circles required a level of normalcy that I never seemed able to maintain.

My brother was normal by all accounts.  He was strong, reliable.  He was handsome enough, tall enough, had a good work ethic.  He sang the right songs in the correct temples and he bonded with a female that was just as normal and reliable as he.  They had their children and taught them to be good normal people.  And when his crazy pouch brother came to him with a story of beings from the sky that would destroy all of his normal life he threw me out of the family.  

Normal is only an asset when nothing is changing.  When normalcy is lost, being normal can mean death.  Much better to not be normal.

50 Philosophical Questions

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1: Is it worse to fail at something or never attempt it in the first place?
2: If you could choose just one thing to change about the world, what would it be?
3: To what extent do you shape your own destiny, and how much is down to fate?
4: Does nature shape our personalities more than nurture?
5: Should people care more about doing the right thing, or doing things right?
6: How can people believe in truths without evidence?
7: Where is the line between insanity and creativity?
8: What is true happiness?
9: What things hold you back from doing the things that you really want to?
10: What makes you, you?
11: What is time?
12: Is mind or matter more real?
13: Do you make your own decisions, or let others make them for you?
14: What makes a good friend?
15: Why do people fear losing things that they do not even have yet?
16: Who defines good and evil?
17: What is the difference between living and being alive?
18: Is a “wrong” act okay if nobody ever knows about it?
19: Who decides what morality is?
20: How do you know that your experience of consciousness is the same as other people’s experience of consciousness?
21: What is true strength?
22: What is true love?
23: Is a family still relevant in the modern world?
24: Where do thoughts come from?
25: What is beauty?
26: How do you know your perceptions are real?
27: How much control do you have over your life?
28: What is freedom?
29: What is infinity?
30: What happens after we die?
31: What defines you?
32: Is it more important to be liked or respected?
33: Do we have a soul?
34: Where does the soul live?
35: How should people live their lives?
36: If lying is wrong, are white lies okay?
37: Is trust more important than love?
38: Is it easier to love or be loved?
39: Is it better to love and lose or never to love?
40: Do aliens exist?
41: The structure of DNA appears to be intelligently designed, what are the implications?
42: Is there a reason to life?
43: Is life all a dream?
44: When does consciousness begin?
45: Do dreams mean anything?
46: Can we have happiness without sadness?
47: How did the universe begin?
48: Is there a supreme power?
49: Do soulmates exist?
50: What is a normal person like?

28: What is freedom?

Freedom is a slippery concept.  What I find liberating might be quite confining for another.  There are many kinds of freedom.  It is not just being able to say and do whatever you wish to do.  Freedom may only be the free range of your thinking.  An oppressor can take many things from you, but they cannot take your thoughts.  If you can think and dream you can remove the oppressor.  This is why the oppressor is always so interested in the children.  Make the children love the oppressor and the battle is over in a generation.  Luckily oppressors never seem to be able to hide their disdain for the oppressed.  The freedom of thought always finds fertile ground.

The trick to freedom is discovering how all can be free.  I don’t know that society has matured to the point of allowing such freedom.

When I was a child all were free to some extent.  I could do whatever I wanted within the confines of my role in the society.  I could learn whatever I wanted.  I had the freedom to be a farmer.  I could raise whatever I wanted to raise.  As an adult my days were my own.  Feast or famine was based on whether I decided to plant and harvest.  Tarlek-eth was a prized crop.  I could get much recompense for the least amount of effort.  I was a terrible farmer because I had no interest in it.  Females had the freedom to find me less than attractive as a mate.   

There was an understanding that those of other circles were more than us.  That the 10th circle circumscribed my life.  Yet I never felt constrained by this understanding.  To know your destiny in life is to have a certain freedom.  I was meant to be the failure.  Not having to succeed provided a freedom that my brother never was allowed.

Then came the War.  Then failure was no longer an option.  I had to strive.  It was also a time of Change.  No  longer were there people to tell me what to do or think.  The only requirement of me was success.  The only other option death.  There is a certain freedom in knowing that this might be all there is.  That all the rules have been thrown out and now you are focused on one goal.

When we changed society to allow movement within the circles we did something frightening.  We gave those who followed the freedom to be more than their parents.  To move from circle to circle.  Because there was no reason to believe that that one circle was better than another.  All Narn were equal.  The freedom to do and say and be what we want is a daunting responsibility.  As a child I always knew that I would be a farmer because my father was a farmer.  Because that was what we did when we grew up.  

When my brother and I were named it brought confusion not relief.  To be a God named farmer?  G’Qual no doubt found it confining.  He knew who he was.  He was not supposed to be a God named.  He was never meant to be important.  I thought it was an interesting affectation of my mother’s.  That she had been allowed additional freedom in the Name choice because of her status as a Seer.  The freedom to make fools of her sons.

I do not know what my people may make of their freedoms.  Within my own house there are a merry variety of walks of life.  Circles well represented. Does the freedom to decide to be a farmer make farming more acceptable as a profession?  Does the produce know that it was grown by someone who enjoys that work?  The freedom to name yourself has made for the God Name to no longer seem so important.  Yet the consequences of your decision rest entirely in your own hands.  You have the freedom to fail.  In the end this freedom may seem a curse, not a blessing.

11: What is time?

To understand time is to attempt to understand the infinite.  There are infinite universes and all are subject to time in some fashion  It is the absolute of existence.

Time is relative.  As a child it drags.  As an adult you find yourself outpaced by time’s passage.  Time refuses to move at all when you are bored and disappears when you are occupied.  It is we who define time.  We measure its passage.  We define a day by the movement of our planet and our sun. Yet day does not start when the sun reaches an arbitrary point on the horizon.  It starts when you wake.  What matters the time that passes when you are not conscious of its passage?  Does the time you spent doing something trivial count against you in a way that spending time profitably does not?  Is time a bag of coins you take to the fair?  Does someone judge which items took your fancy over those that would have been a wiser choice?  

Time continues even when you are not paying attention of course.  It is implacable.  We age.  We grow from pouchlings to children to adults and then wither away to wizened oldsters.  Yet time did not note your passing through its existence.  To time we are nothing.  It is we, the finite, that consider time and its passage through our lives.

29: What is infinity?

Infinity is a theoretical construct to define something undefinable. Any number that you could conceive is not infinity.  Any number that could be written is not infinity.  When I think of the universe I think of the infinite.  I was taught from infancy of Vas the infinite.  Infinity is many things.  It is the beginning of a journey that never ends.  It is the parting of two paths that never cross again.  It is all that could ever be seen.  The understanding that time itself is timeless.

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50 Philosophical Questions

Send Me a Number and I’ll answer that Question!
1: Is it worse to fail at something or never attempt it in the first place?
2: If you could choose just one thing to change about the world, what would it be?
3: To what extent do you shape your own destiny, and how much is down to fate?
4: Does nature shape our personalities more than nurture?
5: Should people care more about doing the right thing, or doing things right?
6: How can people believe in truths without evidence?
7: Where is the line between insanity and creativity?
8: What is true happiness?
9: What things hold you back from doing the things that you really want to?
10: What makes you, you?
11: What is time?
12: Is mind or matter more real?
13: Do you make your own decisions, or let others make them for you?
14: What makes a good friend?
15: Why do people fear losing things that they do not even have yet?
16: Who defines good and evil?
17: What is the difference between living and being alive?
18: Is a “wrong” act okay if nobody ever knows about it?
19: Who decides what morality is?
20: How do you know that your experience of consciousness is the same as other people’s experience of consciousness?
21: What is true strength?
22: What is true love?
23: Is a family still relevant in the modern world?
24: Where do thoughts come from?
25: What is beauty?
26: How do you know your perceptions are real?
27: How much control do you have over your life?
28: What is freedom?
29: What is infinity?
30: What happens after we die?
31: What defines you?
32: Is it more important to be liked or respected?
33: Do we have a soul?
34: Where does the soul live?
35: How should people live their lives?
36: If lying is wrong, are white lies okay?
37: Is trust more important than love?
38: Is it easier to love or be loved?
39: Is it better to love and lose or never to love?
40: Do aliens exist?
41: The structure of DNA appears to be intelligently designed, what are the implications?
42: Is there a reason to life?
43: Is life all a dream?
44: When does consciousness begin?
45: Do dreams mean anything?
46: Can we have happiness without sadness?
47: How did the universe begin?
48: Is there a supreme power?
49: Do soulmates exist?
50: What is a normal person like?

Hi friend, your latest entry from G'Quan …

Hi friend, your latest entry from G'Quan was moving, but also pretty dark, so I just wanted to check in. Hope you're doing all right. Let us know if you need anything, okay? *virtual hugs*

Hello friend.  

I have always believed that the cure for the Darkness is the light of those who care.  I appreciate these *virtual hugs* that you offer in the spirit in which they are given.  

I admit the memory of that cell still can fill me with sense of dread and claustrophobia.  It was a time of deep despair.  Few look upon the certainty of their own death as a joyous event.   

Yet it also made me understand that when you die, all you have is the life that you have lived.  To be able to look back at your life and realize the sublime beauty of existence.  Of eating a beautiful meal with those you love.  To feel the touch of a lover.  The sweetness of a child’s kiss.  Of laughing with your friends.  Even fighting a just fight with honor.  The resolve that is the aftermath of defeat.  The comfort of friends.  The opportunity to give succor.  

Basking in the beauty of Nar’Shal itself.  The sun as it rises over the mountains.  The cool touch of rain on your face.  The perfection of a flower.

There are so many moments that make up a life.  It is the moments that we regret that always come to mind when death is certain.  Hopefully in that final moment my thoughts will dwell on my happiest times.  The sincere joyous universe.  Otherwise I am in a dark cage of my own making.  I assure you one dark cage is enough for any lifetime.

This entry in my book was approximately 700 years ago and I assure you that I am quite whole.  Thank you for your consideration, dear grammarian.

Dear Reader

I assure you that I will be back to you and my tale soon.  

My duties have pulled me away, but I will return.

WTF G’Quan

Friends have explained to me that “WTF” means that you, Dear
Reader, are confused by my actions with G’Lan.

I could make some story about cultures and how you could not
possibly understand me because I am alien to your people.   That would
be pretentious.  Even the most different
of peoples have certain requirements simply because they are alive.  They must survive.  They must ensure the continued existence of
their people.  Everything else might be
different, but these things will always be true.

I will guess that you wonder at my decision to poison him.  I will note that I have more than once
threatened his life.  We have fought often,
in more than one arena, and bruises, claw marks and the occasional bite have
been traded.  Poison was a most genteel
way of getting my point across.  I will
remind you that the antidote was readily available.  He was never in any danger.

If I had merely explained my point, it would have been like
any other day.  We have argued these
points for decades.  Discussing further
would never have assisted him.

He needed to understand.
He needed it impressed upon him.
He needed to know in his bones.  Nothing
like the fear of certain death to make one’s thoughts clear.  

He needed to believe that I was not going to help.  By poisoning him and announcing the fact, he
knew that I was unlikely to help.  When I
did help it made more of an impression than if I had been helpful from the start.

Poison also allowed him to feel the impending danger without
having any lasting effects.  I picked my
poison well.  It was never my plan to
kill him.   A ka’toc would have been imprecise.  A concussion would likely have prevented him
from  learning anything until he woke up.  Breaking a bone would have been unduly cruel
and would have caused long term injury.  

In the end, it was effective.  He told the story of my treachery for the
rest of his years teaching the duality of self-reliance and working as a
community.   He felt that he learned a
valuable lesson.  I don’t know that any
other method would have impressed him so.

As always  I am ready
to answer any questions you may have.