All about us may be lost
and time will continue,
but it will live only in the minds of those who remain. E
The old question, “If a tree falls in the forest and there is no one there to hear it, does it make a noise?”
When I was a ten-year old child fishing with my father one beautiful spring morning and he presented me with that question, I seriously pondered what he had asked. It was possibly the first philosophical question I was ever confronted with. Perhaps it was cruel to ask a young impressionable boy such a thing. It may have hinged on the edge of child abuse. The most difficult questions he had ever asked me before were “where’s your shoes”, “what’s that on your face”, “have you washed your hands”, “did you put gum in your sister’s hair” ??
And that day I was asked a question that I had to think about, I could not lie about and how ever I answered it, he was willing to discuss it with me.
” Jesus Christ!, what the fuck?” I thought. (I had learned from my father to quietly swear to myself years earlier).
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(Con’t on the next post)
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