Manly Metaphors

There could be no fairer destiny for any physical theory than that it should point the way to a more comprehensive theory in which it lives on as a limiting case.
- Albert Einstein

Today, I am thankful for manly metaphors. 

They make me laugh. 

They are incredibly revealing. 

So, today my friend goes on and on about nuclear processes and how protons that are similar repel each other. 

Gotcha....

I'm a soft science geek.  I don't get electrical stuff....only the psychology of why it is important to talk about the things we choose to discuss in a public forum. 

May he find a hot chick that doesn't feel so cozy around him. 

Oh, holy crap....

He's refuting the idea that thoughts can raise frequency and going on and on about soundwaves. 

In this way, he seems to be misconstruing Vitalism and misunderstanding the foundations of Eastern and Ayurvedic Medicine while invoking phallic symbols.  He wrote something about not being able to raise energy frequencies because it vibrates and the unicorn is gone. 

I couldn't read it without grinning.   Grinning sends all my blood in the wrong places and I miss the point.  I'm sure I mixed it all up.  I guess I'm going to need to find a book entitled Nuclear Physics for Dummies. 

I could get him a book on René Descartes and the error of the Cartesian split; this is what separates western thought from eastern thought.  It is the mind-body split that makes theories about physical nature divorced from theories about spiritual  and mental nature.  This is why frequency has a different definition in a physical context than it does in a spiritual one.

Or I should buy him a book of metaphors.  There really aren't very many around.  Maybe I should write one so the whole world understands why teenage girls love unicorns.  Horses are hot...... but unicorns are hotter.  What is a woman really saying when she says always be a unicorn?  

To be sure, what sounds like science to a science geek sounds like sexual frustration to a therapist.

I hold back a majority of my filthy comments on Facebook.  You'd be surprised at what I don't say when I read the posts from gun-toting male NRA members.  

Sigh...

It would be abusive to send him Reiki, huh?  

Okay....I won't.   But maybe....just maybe if he experienced what it is like to have a raise in frequency, he'd open his mind a little bit. 

Does he not know about sound wave theory?  Solfeggio tones? Rife?  Brainwave synchronization and all that?  Sounds waves can and do raise frequency. 

Hmmmm.....

There is a fine line between physics and metaphysics.  I didn't understand that until I got into studying Albert Einstein. 

There is a heck of a lot that we don't understand. 

If I only knew what he wanted, I'd prove to him that the universe is more than the sum of its parts, it is more than what we read in scientific journals.   

Sigh.....

There is a fine line between genius and stupidity.  I learned that in graduate school and it works well in politics.  If you act like an interested moron, people will tell you e*v*e*r*y*t*h*i*n*g.  I call that the Columbo Effect: All you have to do is act like an idiot and then thread it all together for the brats at the end of the hour.

That works like a charm. 

This guy....I don't know what to do about him.  I'm going to take on more recording contracts to keep myself busy.  I haven't slept more than three hours at a whack since last Friday, the day he threw me for a loop on Facebook. 

I thought it was unrequited. 

Maybe it was a joke.  Maybe he was casting a net hoping he'd get someone to cuddle as the temperatures dipped below zero.

I think we made up.  I think our friendship is in tact but I think I overwhelm him and have to avoid him. 

I'm not sure we're compatible.  He's one of the few men that can stand my politics.  He can't stand my spirituality.  Sigh....it is a lot to swallow.  Swallowing that would mean to have a belief in that which is intangible. 

Some of us like to swallow more than others. 

 

Love ya,

S.