July 22nd, 2008
|02:48 pm - Wondering Why We Ever Go Home: Greece, 2007|
So, from the trip I took 15 months ago, I've finally gotten all the journal entries posted.
Thar be Centaurs!
See the "greece" tag for all entries related to Greece.
I haven't made a post yet about how the trip itself went. Sure, I hinted at it, and I did post all the fully unedited entries from the trip (some of the grammar is atrocious, but I left it entirely unedited), but I didn't really talk a lot about the entire thing.
While I might write a bit more over time about what I saw and did, and while I might post some more pictures, for now, those of you who didn't get a chance to read all of it might find it cool to slip back through the old entires.
Sights I missed:
Clearly, I must return.
- The ghostly reenactment of Marathon that occurs each night
- The plain of Marathon itself
- The theatre at Epidaurus
- Brauron (sorta: I was there, but not "there", ya know?)
- Wherever the "Centaurs this way" sign led
- Tasting "The Liquid Food Experience"
- The Cave of St. Dionysus on Mt. Olympus
- The monestary of St. Barabra
The monasteries at Meteora | The monastery of St. Barbara | A view of Mt. Olympus from Dion
Current Location: Southeast of Disorder
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: "Son of a Son of a Sailor", -JB
That makes sense, or doesn't, depending on how you view it. I am interested to find out exactly *what* you think the "ghosts" you have seen actually *are*...
|Date:||July 24th, 2008 03:17 pm (UTC)|| |
Well, that's more complicated, but just as simple. I think that they were ghosts. Which leaves me stuck with two options:
- I didn't see anything.
- Ghosts exist, because I saw one.
However, I don't think that either of these particular options are satisfactory. Clearly, I saw something: point one is refuted; however, just because I saw it doesn't make it any more likely to be real than if thirty thousand people saw it: point two is refuted.
Simply put, seeing is not necessarily believing. Just because I can see the Virgin Mary in a grilled cheese sandwich
doesn't mean she's actually hanging out there in all her cheezy glory. Why would she be there? What sense does that make in the cosmos? If it doesn't make sense, then does she really reside in her cheesy-wunderbready-world?
The fact of the matter is, if ghosts exist, then they exist outside the cosmos: their presence is not part of an ordered universe (in the ordered universe, ancestors exist and take part in the reciprocal relationship we have with them; they don't hang out and scare the shit out of people), nor is it part of the natural way the world is supposed to work (if ghosts hang out, it's due to something entirely unnatural, such as violence or a death that comes earlier than it should).
The only people who might have truck with ghosts are magicians, and you know what a slimy lot they
(On a side note, you're about to find out just how sleezy those magicians are: this has inspired a new post. . .)
And really, nothing is *really* real anyway. Our reality is made up of contructs that are "believed in" - some constructs are more global than others, some are quite personal. One of my favorites in this area is Ken Wilber: kenwilber.com