What I imagined just before going to sleep last night was a funnel whose interior, the entire surface was splashed with constantly upstreaming ones and zeroes, i’s and o’s. Every digital image, every television show, the music we hear, the images we see, all composed of an endless flow of infinite combinations of on and off switches. The binary code of sensory input. Basis of our universe. Proves, doesn’t it, the duality of the universe? Yin and Yang, light and dark, pistol and stamen, white and black, empty and full. That is why I cannot, will not accept, monotheism as a healthy interpretation of the world. Any faith that worships a single deity, be it male or female emerges lopsided. Uncannily tilting to one side, dizzy, disoriented believers try to remake the world because its inherent duality bothers them.
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Catherine G. Tripp, Writer/Investor a lifelong mix. Left brain and right brain battle for dominance. I wrote the marketing materials for my mortgage brokerage, had a personal finance column at Examiner.com, wrote essays, short stories and poems published in school papers and magazines then literary journals. If my writings were a color, they would be yellow, bright as sunlight, highlighting the salient portions, not obscuring the past but deconstructing air brushed stories, finding humor and courage in the unloved corners. View more posts