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Impressions Of Dr McPherson
Impressions Of Dr McPherson
First I now invoke St. Hypatia, a spirit of comfortable digestion, so Dr. Guy McPherson will find nothing, nothing large or small, that offends him in this essay. If such a thing is here, please may he blink and miss it. Amen.
Guy McPherson has been a guiding spirit for me recently, a mentor to me recently, at a particular point in my long waltzing walk with Climate Change. (Elsewhere you'll read how I learned of Climate Change at age 12 in 1958 and have been trying to react to it ever since.) That was a year and a half ago, when I first saw a McPherson video and was impressed.
So how are we now? Well, if you want to imagine Guy and me, you might think of Socrates and Plato, except it's undecided who of us is which because Guy hasn't read my new book which he helped inspire yet.
A year and a half ago, the crucial point where I was, that particular spot was new ground to me, and confusing. True, in marathon waltzing with Climate Change, I had lived multiple cycles of wide and narrow sensations of existence, a wrenching spiritual cycle decades long, which had taught me much, but this iteration recently was different. This time the clock had run out.
I'll tell you the last clear hope I had, when I saw the clock has pretty definitely run out, and by losing that last clear hope I found myself in crisis, but then I watched one of Guy's reviving videos. I'll tell you that clear hope which I lost but re-found, that hope is this…
When the clock so obviously runs out, can the human soul face reality?
I had given up hope that the human soul could. I had concluded that our souls are all to be wretched and stupid and numb at the end. But then I watched a Guy McPherson video.
By the way, here's my new book… www.stoneriley.com/armystories
First I now invoke St. Hypatia, a spirit of comfortable digestion, so Dr. Guy McPherson will find nothing, nothing large or small, that offends him in this essay. If such a thing is here, please may he blink and miss it. Amen.
Guy McPherson has been a guiding spirit for me recently, a mentor to me recently, at a particular point in my long waltzing walk with Climate Change. (Elsewhere you'll read how I learned of Climate Change at age 12 in 1958 and have been trying to react to it ever since.) That was a year and a half ago, when I first saw a McPherson video and was impressed.
So how are we now? Well, if you want to imagine Guy and me, you might think of Socrates and Plato, except it's undecided who of us is which because Guy hasn't read my new book which he helped inspire yet.
A year and a half ago, the crucial point where I was, that particular spot was new ground to me, and confusing. True, in marathon waltzing with Climate Change, I had lived multiple cycles of wide and narrow sensations of existence, a wrenching spiritual cycle decades long, which had taught me much, but this iteration recently was different. This time the clock had run out.
I'll tell you the last clear hope I had, when I saw the clock has pretty definitely run out, and by losing that last clear hope I found myself in crisis, but then I watched one of Guy's reviving videos. I'll tell you that clear hope which I lost but re-found, that hope is this…
When the clock so obviously runs out, can the human soul face reality?
I had given up hope that the human soul could. I had concluded that our souls are all to be wretched and stupid and numb at the end. But then I watched a Guy McPherson video.
By the way, here's my new book… www.stoneriley.com/armystories
Published on January 25, 2019 07:37
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