There’s no substitute for “hands on” experience. From el gato malo at boriquagato.com:
becoming rosencrantz and guildenstern and losing our way
i recently came upon this tweet about the increasing prevalence of a sort of basic functional incomprehension and found it thought provoking. i think this idea can be extended and provide some useful insight into just how things get so out of control.
first off, take a read. pay particular attention to the part about a previously unknown sort of ignorance. there’s going to be a quiz.
leaving aside this baseless calumny against 10 year olds (as all the 10 year olds i knew could have given you chapter and verse on juptier and the milky way), this is a really interesting set of nested takes and it got me to thinking:
indeed, much of childhood as i recall it was experiential. it lay in picking things up, interacting with them, exploring, climbing, riding, falling. it was all a bit of a mess, but it was an interactive mess full of stuff to figure out, games to invent, daily proto-societies to build in the growth medium of unstructured play that allows each successive generation of young barbarians to civilize itself and earn a place in the larger civilization.
We live in a simulacrum created by our thoughts, feelings, dreams and intentions.
As Carl Jung stated, “Psyche is reality”.
Unfortunately, some psyches are really sick.