Schools of Thought (Twelve-Step is tried and true)

 


Twelve-Step Excerpts


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Life-tested Family Advice

My grandfather had five lessons for his son, my father.  These proved to be good advice for both him and me:


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Medical Advice from a Layman

Can we talk about health?
Attribution: Health Jade.

Body-mass index chart





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Just Saying (Reflections on Life)

Bicycle/frog wire statue, optical illusion

Bespectacled Frog, or Balancing Act
©The Other Letter

I trudge into my rented-out Brooklyn office (equipped with teletype machine), all set for another day of global news-breakers, that I dutifully report, unpaid, hardly appreciated, and mostly, as an unknown reporter at an unknown blog...

Direct audio feed from my Coney Island office:


I open my window in my Coney Island office, and this is what I hear (no, not the annual, Nathan’s hot-dog contest):


I was listening to my stereo out on my deck — classical music specifically, to not annoy anyone.  The birds were chirping.  They seem happy, likely because I feed them birdseed this time of year, and I keep their birdbath full of water.  My family enjoys birding.  Anyhow, just watching the world go by, at 56°, as we get closer and closer to Spring.  2/26/25.


I was sitting out on my deck.  It’s a little bit of adventure, it’s 40° temps, and I’m getting on in years.

I noticed something: It all works.  The sun provides energy; in winter, everything rests.  The birds survive, I survive fine.  The trees arc overhead, grow, then shed their leaves, for decades.

Up from the firmament, life thrives without much impetus from me, or wildlife.  It is as if it were all on the Lord’s autopilot.  We all do what we need to to eat, quell hunger and thirst, as well as keep our internal generators generating energy.  Life is just about an impossibility, but it all works.  (My Mom said that about Manhattan once, that somehow it all works.)  1/26/25.


Life is a miracle.  Just think about it.  Out of the dust, humans of the present day can: Walk and run, well-balanced; metabolize sugars for energy; talk languages; think in the abstract; do arithmetic, and beyond; remember (sometimes have lifelong memories); have ideas, appreciate (or even play) music; make food of varying complexity; create; procreate; enjoy procreating; gender differentiate; the list goes on forever.

We played no part in our existence on this Earth, although there is the possibility of advancing one’s bloodline to the next generation by having children.  Isn’t this a Creator-blessed miracle, that any of these capabilities exist in a being risen, or somehow sparked, from the dust of the firmament?

Can there be another realm that we pass into at this life’s end?  Given all we were capable of as a living, breathing being, and how miraculous life is, isn’t it possible that there is a hereafter, an afterlife, as well?  A fundamental law of physics is that energy and matter can neither be created nor destroyed, only interchanged.  What then becomes of our life energies and body at the end of the road?  Where does this energy go?  Why can’t there be a spirit world?  4/02/25.


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Hopefully, not Pedestrian Fare, but Food for Thought

A dark-blue, letter L in Old English font over a light-blue oval O.

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