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Thursday, September 16, 2010

one new message! but its not from you.

one new message! but its not from you.
I miss you.
dormant, an undercurrent,
now it feels real again.
"when you miss me close your eyes and enfold me ..."
I can't do that
People would see me self-absorbed and no more work being done
no more play  possible
just an endless vanity of virtual hugging
yet still
still at the never-ending
end of it all ...
still I would be missing you.
One new message ... but its not from you.

Monday, September 6, 2010

Arising: beyond body, belief, and into the meaning of it all



My Grandmother and knowing yourself, reaching towards your soul

Stephen Hawkins has plonked himself firmly on the side of Physics in the battle between pro- and anti- God Factions.
Of course, he assumes the constituent parts for Universes to evolve exist, so that knackers his argument too, as it begs the question where do those constituents parts spontaneously erupt from (his answer is nothing coming and going to nothing)? ... it's a circular argument that supports every opinion.
And, since it's a fight no-one can win, let's digress away from that and reflect on the steps that spiritual people might go through to become able to rise above the arguments.


When someone says to me "I don't believe in mourning" or "I don't believe in wasting my time pining over a relationship" I look askance and I look askancer. Because what I am really hearing is that this person is not mourning, or pining. Their feelings were never that deep about the missing person/object/pet/whatever in the first place. Belief has nothing to do with it; turns out their feelings were just plain shallow to begin with. Otherwise they would have to go through a period of mourning or pining or whatever. In the same way, atheists just don't need that communal religious thing, their religion is atheism. Go figure.


My Grandmother, who had a thing or two to say about a thing or two, was once put in the awkward situation of explaining life's progress towards God: a sort of phasing of the soul, as it were. Explain that to the under 8's. So this is what she said (as best I remember - although I paraphrase and use my own words … obviously …)

There are three stages to the liberation of the Soul.
The body, the idea, the spirit ~ that's pretty much as I understood it.


The Body
 
We are born, she said, with what we are born.
So far so easy: If you believe that you have a Soul, then it is contained within your body, and what you've got is what you've got (despite the best efforts of Change Artists, be they stylists or surgeons!).
For example. If you have a bad temper, it's there, isn't going away. No amount of "get rid of your temper" is going to help. "Control your temper" now that'll work ~ if you keep trying sooner or later it will come under control. The message is: Learn to cope with your body, it's the base animal encapsulating you, and until you learn to master it, it masters you.


The terrible tragedy of Abusive/abused people is that their abusive/accepting natures have never been brought under control. They are both victims of their natures, and the villains too. (It seems that culture vs nature has plumped down on the nature side, which would have been satisfying for her had she lived. "In the blood" is more correctly phrased "in the DNA …")
Back to the point. Our Parents, Teachers, Friends, Society, and the rest *should* be helping us to learn the vital art of Coping with our bodies: their physical state, their natures and temperaments.

Until we have mastered our bodies, the animal natures will dominate.
When (and only when) we have mastered that, we are ready to tackle our …


Our Beliefs
 
We are immersed in a myriad of interlocking belief systems: the backdrop to our lives and cultures. As a small sub-section include Religion, Nationality, Race, Gender, Language, Local custom, etc. etc. etc.
Where do we learn, take on these beliefs?

From wherever we were born to wherever we travel, of course.
They stream in early: Parents, extended Family, Teachers … in fact the same crowd who teach us to control our animal natures use these belief systems to be the agents of control. Since it worked the first time round, we naturally assume this is good too.
Here's a generalization: Most people accept beliefs blindly and are contained within them for most or all of their lives. What does it mean if you never challenge your beliefs? Necessarily, you remain in blind obedience of them. Maybe that's because it's the safest position to be in, vis-à-vis the communities you must interact with and survive in.
If you never challenge your beliefs, then you are the servant of them.
It seems to be a perfectly natural thing to challenge them. From late teenage to mid 20's, all of us, to a greater or lesser degree "rebel" against authority. To the degree that society lets us, to the degree that our upbringing supports it, to the degree that the spark in our breasts demands it, we challenge.
By the time we reach our early 30's most people are patterned into, have accepted the basic truth of, their belief systems.
For most, this is a lazy acceptance of the status quo.
For the rest, the journey can result in a radical change in belief systems.
And it can happen more than once too.
For those who have never contained their baser natures, the combination of a powerful animal nature and unchallenged beliefs is a monster that behaves outside reason. Sorry for them, sorrier for those under their sway …

So here's the important thing:
 
  • The best we can do about our animal natures is to learn to cope with them;
  • We have the power to take on or let go the beliefs taught to us: they can be challenged, modified, discarded, assumed…

Once we have done that, we are ready to approach …

The Spirit, the Soul, the Meaning of Life
 
In whatever way you would like to express it.
If there are Eternal Truths, if there is a God, it/they certainly do not need anyone to stand up for it/them. By definition, being omnipotent, it is beyond existence and time, is what was before the physics of Universes became possible.
So here we stand at a threshold. For those who truly believe, their belief systems are utterly immune from challenge. To be utterly immune from challenge requires a good deal of thought and introspection, and will only happen after the side tracking body has been dealt with, and the beliefs imposed accepted and rejected with conviction.
This is that point at which one can truly approach one's place beyond the Universe (which, after all, lives and dies and rebirths like anything else we know).
To approach God, whatever that might be, we must rise above the physical animal that is our container, the self serving beliefs that govern us, into a space where the mind and body is accepted and accepting of the search.
Wisdom, Spirituality, the meaning of it all, my old grandmother implied, will only be for those who have mastered their bodies, stripped and examined their beliefs, and are then ready to move forward into those Eternal Truths.
And for those who will come with, come with.
And those who do not, well their pain and fear will be a constant threat.
Its hard work, consumes that spark of life, and in ,most parts of the world - dangerous, to go beyond.

So, Back to Stephen Hawkins!
It’s not a new position for him, but it is a rather silly one – having no religion he is better off with pure Physics.
Truly spiritual people aren't concerned with the nature of the Universe, with whether a button initiated it, even whether it exists.
They are concerned with whether the infinitesimally small spark of life contained within themselves has a purpose, and having assumed that is the case, with how to fulfill it. And that is a far, far cry from evolution debates, after all.
In fact, got nothing to do with it …

Saturday, September 4, 2010

A Tale of Two Ties

November 1986.
It's an age of an age ago, yet it sits clear in the memory.
At the time I had been working for the QPac group of companies, then the owner/developer of the most widely used payroll system in the Western world, and after many years there I headed up the Financial Software division, QFin. QFin held the agency to the leading Financial Software Package of it's day, and our customers were a who's who of South Africa. When we held our user conference, 85 of the top 100 companies on the JSE were represented by their Financial Managers, Directors and Management Accountants … there wasn't a sector of Business that we did not straddle. SAP and Oracle would come later, but that was later. And on the Payroll side we ran even deeper. The model of pay-for-usage with affordable implementations kept our eye firmly on the goal of customer service and the pot-of-gold was a flood of recurring income.
.c.
Another company in the IT Sector was rising. Data Trust was the pre-eminent Software consultancy, and in the months leading up to November the two companies were locked in merger negotiations: my boss Des Gers led the Q team and Piet den Boer the Data Trust team. With the final talks done, the due diligences completed, the 2 companies were merged into a single entity called QData, and the success story of the SA IT world was underway. In its heyday the Q group employed 4500 highly skilled IT staff and even today, after many changes and re-arranges, BCX continues the tradition. In 1995 it was the winner of the Top 100 award and remained in the top 3 until it merged with Persetel.
.c.
In the Boardroom chosen for the day, all the Q and DT directors were gathered. Piet and Des had brought us together to meet: the listing had been a success, and QData was stretching it's wings. It was a curiously muted occasion, and what with the predominantly Afrikaans speaking directors from Piet's side and the largely English speaking Q people, the difference in language and culture held us back a bit: but we shared a common culture with regards to our view of the customer and this would pull things through later.
Brief introductions, a handshake, followed by an exchange of ties. That's them up there in the photo, the original ties from the first joint operational meeting of the newly formed QData Group.
.c.

From the Q side, a QPac tie and aQFin tie.
From Data Trust, their signature Blue and Red ties.
.c.
We came away from the meeting believing that the future was bright, but Piet came away wanting a whole lot more. He wanted to own IT is South Africa, and he near as dammit did: driving us all forward and extending the company's reach. He did it all from a little notebook that he used to keep in his shirt pocket, along with his cigarette box. We used to joke that the perfect design, perfect system, perfect anything could be described sufficiently on the back of a cigarette box, because that was as much as Piet ever needed, and look where it took him! Not too many people called him out, and survived it. I know one such, we met up in Sanlam's offices towards the end of 2009.
René's Story
She tells this story of Piet's comeuppance. She was a Business Analyst back then, and had been given a Business Case to work with. "Who wrote this piece of crap?" she asked. Piet's head popped up from behind a cubicle. "I did" he said.
So René, as one of the few people who has crossed Piet and survived, will now get one of those original ties :-). I guess she deserves it.  Two of the original set of four, one from each side, is enough for me, after all.
_________________
QPac was founded in 1967 by Des Gers and Ron Warren
Data Trust was founded on April Fools day in 1981 by Leen van der Bijl,and Bushy Bester ~ Piet (as I recall) joined them in January the following year.
Together in 1986 they were to be the driving engine of the most successful IT company in South Africa’s history.



Sunday, August 22, 2010

I admit it: I loved Doris Day *sigh*



Back in the 60s, it really did not do to admit to liking Doris Day.
I mean like hey, what with the Beatles, Rolling Stones, blah, blah, blah admitting to liking Doris Day was as near as dammit committing social suicide.
So now, after all these years, I finally have the courage to reveal it: I was secretly in love with her.

And yes, she really was quite sexy, there was always something going on underneath that bubbly personality, not just cute, something quite deeply erotic always hinted at. And she had one hell of a figure, and never afraid to use it. That girl in a low-cut dress, when she squeezed her shoulders together then Wham! things would get confused ...
Maybe it's because my mom liked her, and all the other moms liked her.
Maybe.
They do say you fall in love with a girl like your mother, don't they?
All I know is that babe had something: and it's there to see in this clip.
Her natural charm is vividly on display, and, besides everything else, she is just so appealing.
Watch her eyes ... oh lordy lordy, just watch those eyes....  and the little bobbing on her chair when she's into the chorus, or how she turns to people and overwhelms them with a quick, deep look: and then there are her hugs! Who wouldn't want to be hugged by her?
I think I just fell in love all over again *sigh* ... *deepest sigh ever* ...

I reckon I'm going to go right out now and buy myself a CD of her recordings.
I owe it to her after all these years ...
 
From the Glass Bottomed Boat, this, the impromptu version is my favourite version
But never mind the song: look at the girl and tell me ~ what's not to love? 

Saturday, August 14, 2010

The Wild West Port-Folio Manager



Oh .... We're off to see the wild west show
The elephant and the kangaroo-oo-oo-oo
Never mind the weather
As long as we're together
We're off to see the wild west show


And in this corner of the Ring Ladies and Gentlemen we have the Pygmy Portfolio Manager!
The Pygmy Port-folio Manager?
What the F**K is the Pigmy Port-folio Manager???


Yes! He goes to Ghana and says "gonna fix your Logs"
He goes to Kenya and says "gonna fix your Functionality"
He goes to Nigeria and says "gonna fix your data"
He goes to Namibia and says "gonna configure your fixes"
Yes! Yes! and what happens next?


then Ghana & Kenya & Nigeria beg Namibia:
"Send Christopher to fix the Port-folio Manager!"
Oh .... We're off to fix the Port-folio Manager ....!

Sunday, July 25, 2010

Eagles - Hotel California Live - intro to the Hell Freezes over tour


The last of my friends who checked in back in the 60's and 70's is approaching that time when he has to check out. His room in the hotel is clean these days, but he has to stay there, and every day is another day keeping it that way. At least he got this far: the first to go used lsd wings from the 20-something-th floor of the Hilbrow Ponte building which was new then and a fable to consumerism, snorting, sniffing, puffing and patches.

This is a very smooth version of the song: acoustical: it had a much harder edge back in the late 70's when it came out. Compare it to the older, edgier, version  which is also live but showcases the great hard guitar solo in its original intent. I have a soft spot for the acoustic version, but its the raw rock of the original that still lights the fire in my belly and the anger behind my eyes.

The light passes, but for some the candle flickers in a bare hotel room in an endless darkness of waiting

Lyrics here for those who want to dwell on them for a while

Saturday, July 24, 2010

The difference between caring and just remembering

We used to send cards on birthdays and anniversaries because we wanted to show that we remembered.

These days, Facebook, eCards, etc etc, have made it all rather trivial. Can you be sure if you've really been remembered? Its just as likely to be the automated memory of Facebook (yet, yet ... note to my Facebook friends below :)). Anyone can do it, and everyone does. And we reply to all “Hey, thanks to everyone for remembering my <choose the occasion> it was really cool I love you all smiley face” Sheesh, the thanks can be as shallow as the remembering!

So these days going out and buying the card and putting your name to it lifts it from the “oh, yeah, click the button” to something that is a genuine "act of remembering". The act of buying is part of the act of remembering.

Home made cards and invitations ~ they hold a special place in the heart, don't you think?
Here is the true difference between remembering and caring. Its a truism that over time people forget what you said back in the day, they forget what you did at the time; but they never forget how you made them feel. Hand written and drawn cards make you feel special, and while the message inside is soon forgotten, the feeling of belonging in someone's heart endures.

Which finally brings me to this card: This birthday, as in so many before: I really did feel special :)
________________________________________
yet ... yet .. note to my Facebook friends ...

I love it that you post greetings on my wall, on birthdays and other special days ..
I love answering, I love it that sometimes we catch up and get together again ..
or maybe just reconnect .. that long distance recollection of what was, and might be again.
So don't stop doing it, because I won't either, this annual reaching and out touching across the virtual world is important, in its own, special way :)
____________________________________________

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Sad tale of the sexes


between the neck and knee, she's as sweet as can be
between her hip and her thigh, a girl's always spry
between belly and breast, its as smooth as the best

but

a man of an age, taken overall 
he's less rise and more fall
he's her ultimate downfall


Tuesday, July 13, 2010

The Unchanging Rules of the Computer

The Unnamed Mimeo Sheet Laws

1. It will not work the first time.
2. It probably will not work on the second attempt.
3. Immediately after you walk away from the printer, the paper will jam.
4. If you fail to back up your disk, something will destroy the file.
5. All software contains a bug, which you will discover at the least opportune moment.
Corollary:  It's not a bug, it's an undocumented feature.
6.Computers are not really smart. They're fast.

The Computer Programming Laws

1. Any given program, when running, is obsolete.
2. Any given program costs more and takes longer.
3. If a program is useful, it will have to be changed.
4. If a program is useless, it will have to be documented.
5. Any given program will expand to fill all available memory.
6. The value of a program is proportional to the weight of its output.
7. Program complexity grows until it exceeds the capability of the programmer who must maintain it.

Farmer's Almanac Computer Maxim

To err is human, but to really foul things up requires a computer.

Lubarsky's Law of Cybernetic Entomology

There's always one more bug.



Sunday, July 11, 2010

Don’t mind me, I’m just taking up the strain


Don’t mind me
I'm just taking up the strain
Pulling on the rope
dragging on the chain

Don’t wait for me
If you feel you must move on
when the burden’s over
I’ll follow where I can

Too late to be your first
perhaps I’ll be your last
I'm struggling you see
to make the Past be past

I started on this race
without gathering up my strength
I started off the pace
without knowing it’s real length

though the path that I now follow
was made in light of you
There is no obligation
You have your burdens too

We all walk on life’s highway
We all go through its gate
It is no fault of ours
If some arrive too late

Sometimes my strength is waning
I fear the coming trial
I keep my hopes before me
to win the final mile

And whether, Dearest dearest
I fail or pull it through
this: the final test -
holds pain and pleasure too