Consequences

So I'm sitting here in my philosophy class discussing different ethics and how to have a universal concept of how to decide what's right or wrong, and I made an interesting connection. I've understood for a long time that when deciding what a good choice would be it's better to choose the one with the least visible consequences (always try to be free). This is what all laws, temporal and spiritual, are based on. Every law that I can think of is focused on keeping either us or anyone else free from any natural consequences. Such as: we shouldn't speed because it might harm us or others because it's unsafe, we shouldn't steal because then someone else would have to be without something or have to use what they have for another one (they would have a consequence). But any law about something that we should do is keeping us free. Such as "though shalt obey thy mother and father" keeps us free for having more ideas since we may have been limited from the knowledge of good ideas that we had.
    I just thought this was interesting.

Joy

I'm sitting here in the library kind of doing homework and listening to the Sigur Ros. There's 4 little kids probably about 2 and 3 years old that keep running around as the mom tries to contain them from time to time. they just crawled near me whispering and giggling as they were hiding from there mom again. I love every time that I catch a glimpse at joy.
Just a bit ago I was on facebook and happened onto an old friends page. She passed away a while ago but I saw how many people still post things on her wall talking about old times, or telling her things that remind them of her. It made me happy and sad at the same time. I read a couple of them and one was talking about a dream she just had of her. The dream was just about sitting laughing, not doing anything particular. Those kinds of times are my favorite.
I'm not saying that we shouldn't make be productive and work hard, but we all worry too much about specific things. I know I do. Do everything you need to do, but smile more than you think. Crawl on the ground and whisper if you want. I love life.

Why have laws?

We all want to be free but no matter what there always seems to be something that binds us. We can't be free to choose our choices AND the consequences of those choices. I heard something yesterday that simplified for me the difference between following laws now and being free.
Satan frees us now to bind us. God binds us now to set us free.

Knowledge

I really like to know things. I just got out of an American history class and I just wish I could all of a sudden know everything about it. But that's not what's important. I've come to the conclusion that the knowledge isn't what's important but the processes we go through to get it. Learning to learn and stretch yourself is more important than learning for a specific, limited, outcome.

Moments of Focus

I don't really remember my dreams. I don't know why. Sometimes I wish I did. But I just don't. Sometimes something reminds me of a split second of a dream I had but I never remember anything else about it. I sometimes want to know what I dream about but I've realized that it doesn't matter. At all. And actually... I'm grateful that I don't have/remember dreams from the night. I would never want anything to take any focus off of reality. The reality of how great life really is. Nothing I could ever imagine could top it, I'm sure.
I try to remind myself at times that at one point of our existence, all things will be brought to our remembrance... but the time until that point may need those memories just as much. I don't do a good enough job at keeping journals, or any other kind of personal history. I keep telling myself that I should just write more of what's going on in my pocket sketchbook friend... but I forget too often. So I'm recommitting myself.  Recommitting myself to keep record of why reality is so great. And why I would never want anything else than what has come, what does come, and everything that may come.
Come what may and love it... and record it.