Monday October 17th 2011 Tim Candler
I think it the case that
if ignored small inaccuracies can over time lead to larger inaccuracies.
However, I also think it the case that an obsession with small
inaccuracies, can over time result in frustration. The compromise
is to hope that small inaccuracies will fall regularly on either side of a
perfect point. While this argument may hold true for construction
of a garden shed, it fails when applied to 'being,' because a garden shed,
whether it is crooked or straight, is an end in and of itself.
An idea of "the thing that is me"
as an end in and of itself becomes preposterous and wholly obnoxious unless
I am indeed, as I sometimes feel, the functional equivalent of a
garden shed. Which leads to an idea of "the thing that is me" as a process,
or a "movement towards." So when I stand up and insist, "I am
not actually going anywhere," the response is generally informed by
"Values" dominating the social. And "Values" of course, are more like
garden sheds than either you or I.