Tomcat's blog: "Stardust - tomcats blog"

Wind in the trees making a kind of music that only those with ears to hear can hear,  music generated by the conflicting forces of hot and cold.  Friction.

Now we have Ida - the lastest primate fosil to support the ideas of evolution, the baby girl primate has human like teeth, a long tail,  and real nails instead of claws on her fingers.  She is only about a foot tall but has left a gaint impression on the minds of science.

But still we do not have all the answers,  no absolute proofs if we evolved or if we were created by the great Spirit.   We partook of knowlege to become as the gods but never really made the grade you know,  stuck here in the middle somewhere between ape and angel.

Because we always must consume more and more knowlege,  to know more and more,  and yet cannot be filled to satisfaction.  Yeah, some of the experts have got fat egos,  but in truth they are as stupid as the rest of us,  they just are better at sounding like the authorities. 

Knowledge like the wind blows and blows,   sometimes good and sometimes distructive.  As soon as we think we know it all some new novel fact will emerge to upset the apple carts again.  

The evolution of ideas continue and so do our man-made creations that our imaginations give birth too.   We create moden day myths with the help of physics,  and we repeat speculations over and over so that they can harden into truisms,  Ha.

But in each moment there is a knowing, a knowing that is relative only to that particular moment,  have you ever experienced the knowing? 

I often think that I have experienced being here in the now,  but not sure.   That point of nearly absolute awareness.   Aha.   Yet I await the rapture,  when the imagination draws me upwards into the skys of what could be,  what should be.   Taking from reality only the clay to mold a new world within yet beyond,  the world of the ever-afters.