Gravity vs Intelligent Falling. Round 2.

so like i was saying, back in the 1600′s this guy was sitting under a tree, minding his own business and this apple decides to nail him in the head and BOOM! Gravity. or so the story goes…

first off, the apple didnt hit his head. he observed it falling from the tree, hitting the ground, and rolling a little. but here is the question…how do we really know it was an apple? it could have just as easily been a pear. or maybe he was chillin on the beach with a mojito and saw a coconut drop. hell, maybe some kid in a tree fell and busted his face open and he watched the blood roll downhill.

personally, i do not think it was an apple. there are 2 apples on earth that are universally known. adam’s apple from the garden of eden and newton’s apple. however, in the 1600′s only adam’s apple was known. the world at the time was very much into god as the “interventionist,” that things happened because he wanted them to. this finding, however, changed it to a stiff divide between that god and a god who creates based on order and leaves us to our own devices.

I think using the apple was a direct mockery of the apple from the bible and a giant middle finger to the “god” of that time (since its well known fact that god changes based on the year and who you ask and where they live). it hadnt even been two centuries since the dark ages and the spanish inquisition and the countless millions killed in the name of this god. newton saw an opening and went for it, never having realized the long lasting effects of his decision. how could he?

he took his science and put it up directly against religion, and won. and here we are. its kind of like those clowns in kansas no longer teaching evolution in their schools. a big middle finger to the scientific community. but thats the south for you.

we salute you newton!

–M–

i’m a christian because im American? i’m all set with that.

Its amusing to think about the simple fact that religion is severely influenced by where you are born. For instance:
-North and South America, Europe, and Australia are christian.
-The southern half of Africa is a mix of christianity and tribal religions.
-The northern half of Africa and the Middle East are primarily Islamic.
-India is Hindu.
-China is a split between Buddhism and “chinese religions.”
-Russia, Greenland, and northern Canada are a split between tribal religions and the non-religious.

Back to the part about this being amusing to me. people live and die by their religion…kill others in the name of religion. yet this religion is almost wholly determined by where you are born. Its like a sports team…people, as a whole, root for the sports team in the city they grew up in. They are also rabid about their teams. This is especially true for football and soccer. It’s madness!!!

we are lucky to live in a country that doesn’t kill or imprison us for not worshiping the correct god (or the wrong team). if that were the case, then to the arctic circle I go!

–M–

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth.

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same.

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I–
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

-Robert Frost

This is my favorite poem. I first learned this poem in school when I was very young and it really struck a cord with me. Still today I try to follow it, to take the road less traveled by. My personal belief is that doing this will allow you to experience things one would otherwise never experience. Now this is no guarantee, but isnt it worth trying?

–M–

 

 

A response I received from a reader.

“The Road Not Taken is by far THE best poem I have ever read with the most meaning. Its always good to read it again and remind myself that although we are conformists in nature sometimes you need to stray off the paved road and make your own path to see what could happen. I wouldn’t worry about the path that everyone else chooses because they can just tell you where it leads and what happens. Id rather risk it and see where the path less traveled leads me.”

Thank you –G–