Lost in OK

Great and much maligned director Elia Kazan has passed away at 94 . . .

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[Listening to: Over Now - Alice In Chains - (07:03)]

All I can say is “BONE CRUSHING ACTION!” Went to the Monster Truck races last night which I have to sheepishly admit, was great. A sporting event of certainly dubious authenticity but with all of the contrived action of a wrestling match with the noise of a Nascar race. The exploding trailer houses, motocross cyclists soaring high through the air and the smell of the exotic fuels being burnt made for a great spectacle Here’s a small video representing primarily the sounds of monster truck racing (sorry for the poor video):

Well, overall, it’s been one of those weeks. Very busy and little accomplished. However, occasionally, there are those days when the world falls into order. Today, work was a joy. I just couldn’t be stopped. There is nothing like the euphoria that comes from the act of creation.

There are those who say that work is something to be survived in order so that life can be lived. Maybe the mentality comes from the Bible and the story of the toil after the fall of man or some deep rooted duality that runs through most human through. However, on days like today, I believe that work is the definition of what it means to be man. There is no separation between work and the meaning of man. The notion of duality is the flaw in recognizing the reality of the world. The notion of two separate and distinct realities is not only a logical impossibility, but it also separates from the joy of being a part of the one, true and only reality. When a task is not enjoyable, we can be sure that this is not the human part of work. This is the activities of most of nature. This is an act of survival. Work however, is the act of creation. It is the act of celebration in being a part of reality. Work should always be done in pursuit of living life to the fullest.