So, sanity in an insane world probably isn't recognized nor revered.

One person's sanity is another's delusion.

Speaking of water and sanity...

A man is lost in the desert, after walking for two days he finally sees some structure on the horizon. He realizes this might be his last hope and channels his last remaining energy to get there.

Two hours later he finally gets to what seems to be some kind of well. Barely able to stand up he walks around it to find a bucket or something, but there doesn't seem to be anything of the sort and the well is too deep to see anything.

Desperate for just a little refreshment he grabs a big rock next to well and throws it down the well, hoping it might at least splash a little water on his face, but after it hits the ground he can hear that the well is completely dry.

Out of strength and completely hopeless he sinks down next to the well, waiting for certain death to come, when suddenly a goat comes flying towards him, whirling around him and finally flying into the well. Unable to believe what he just saw, he tells himself that the dehydration is making him hallucinate and he is going crazy.

About 5 Minutes go by, when suddenly he sees a boy running towards him. The boy sees the dying man and without hesitation hands him some life-saving water.

After the man is able to stand up again the boy nervously asks him: "Did you see my goat? I can't find it and I will get in big trouble if I lost it!"

The man, seriously doubting his sanity and asking himself again if what he sees is real answers: "Yeah, I-uh I saw a goat, but you probably won't believe me when I tell you that it flew through the air and around me and then it flew down that well!"

The boy looks at him and says: "What? That's impossible! I tied it to a big rock, just next to the well!"

Have a great Saturday!

in my part of the woods. What drives me insane is the insanity I watch happening over in your part of the woods. So whatever, hopefully the virus will bring back sanity to all.

Sanity is a very dangerous thing, best approached with caution, magic and metaphor. The great logician and mathematician Charles Lutwidge Dodgson left a trail of cookie crumb hints in his more literary writings.

"Alice laughed: "There's no use trying," she said; "one can't believe impossible things." "I daresay you haven't had much practice," said the Queen. "When I was younger, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."

Should that fail, there's always logic:

"For a complete logical argument", Arthur began with admirable solemnity, "we need two prim Misses --"
"Of course!" she interrupted. "I remember that word now. And they produce --"
"A Delusion," said Arthur.
"Ye-es?" she said dubiously. "I don't seem to remember that so well. But what is the whole argument called?"
"A Sillygism."

In any event, the journey is frought with both travail and peril, as the band of Snark hunters discovered

"For the Snark's a peculiar creature, that won't
Be caught in a commonplace way.
Do all that you know, and try all that you don't:
Not a chance must be wasted to-day!

I could go on, but I'm sure that it is best for all concerned if I don't.

be well and have a good one

For Biden.

When all around you are flipping out.

In an insane world, at least for me personally, is staying away from any kind of news media right now. Just had to unfollow a few “left-leaning” journalists on my Twitter feed because their cheerleading over Biden’s win was getting into territory that felt weirdly uncomfortable. Can’t imagine anyone living under a bridge or not able to afford their insulin is feeling as happy as the media.

It’s raining today here in Southern California and we need it. Unfortunately, I forgot to take the cushions in from the lounge chairs. But I’ll be watching this weeks episode of #GBBO and doing some cooking for my version of sanity.

Wishing everyone a peaceful weekend.

bullshit surrounding it. My Trumpster neighbor about a mile away has fired high powered rifles all damn day. He is the type that should hunker down, stay home. He could get shot by people who now know he is insane and dangerous.
Lay low, avoid conflict, conversation, give it time, there is a normalcy (a crappy normalcy) coming pretty soon. Any revolutions should be planned, networked, and with safety in mind.
If the Armed Forces stay with Goober in Chief, this will never go down like the French Revolution.
Myself, today, cooked extra food and gave the extra to a poor person so they would have dinner.

Still Saturday here, barely. Sanity is keeping perspective. Stepping beck from the amygdala. Being compassionate. Taking time. Being here now. One with all beings. Hearing the hum of the universe. om mani padme hum. Happiness is.

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Biden / Harris / “the Obama Alumni Association” = Beamtenherrschaft

BEAMTENHERRSCHAFT

This is the age of bureaucracy, and to live at this time is, as Proudhon said, “to have every operation, every transaction, every movement noted, registered, counted, rated, stamped, measured, numbered, assessed, licensed, refused, authorized, endorsed, admonished, prevented, reformed, redressed, corrected … to be laid under contribution, drilled, fleeced, exploited, monopolized, extorted from, exhausted, hoaxed, and robbed.”

— Robert Anton Wilson, in the Illuminatus! trilogy

You prompted me to consider a very timely and significant concept. For a philosophical perspective on sanity I found this piece from Maria Popova at Brain Pickings.

It is a reflection on the insight of Erich Fromm -

Fromm points out that we can only speak of a “sane” society if we acknowledge that a society can be not sane, which in turn requires a departure from previous theories of sociological relativism postulating that “each society is normal inasmuch as it functions, and that pathology can be defined only in terms of the individual’s lack of adjustment to the ways of life in his society.” Instead, Fromm proposes a model of normative humanism — a redemptive notion that relieves some of our self-blame for feeling like we are going crazy, by acknowledging that society itself, when bedeviled by certain pathologies, can be crazy-making for the individual.

A sane society, Fromm suggests, is one which helps the individual continually give birth to herself, whereas a society which is not sane stymies that ongoing rebirth and renders the individual in a state of alienation. He outlines the consequences:

Man can protect himself from the consequences of his own madness only by creating a sane society which conforms with the needs of man, needs which are rooted in the very conditions of his existence. A society in which man relates to man lovingly, in which he is rooted in bonds of brotherliness and solidarity, rather than in the ties of blood and soil; a society which gives him the possibility of transcending nature by creating rather than by destroying, in which everyone gains a sense of self by experiencing himself as the subject of his powers rather than by conformity, in which a system of orientation and devotion exists without man’s needing to distort reality and to worship idols.

Finding personal sanity in a world that has too little sanity is quite a challenge, but I believe we possess the potential and have the opportunity on a daily basis to practice and achieve it.

We are all such preciously vulnerable beings.