<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:24:43.071-08:00</updated><category term='domestic'/><category term='fly fishing'/><category term='tying'/><category term='ashlar'/><category term='death'/><category term='nymph fishing'/><category term='AASR'/><category term='lao tzu'/><category term='loss'/><category term='parthenon'/><category term='evasion'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='giant'/><category term='indicator'/><category term='service'/><category term='Oglethorpe'/><category term='product'/><category term='assistance'/><category term='fly tying'/><category term='Soldier of the People'/><category term='satan'/><category term='resources'/><category term='bhuto'/><category term='attendance'/><category term='bucktail'/><category term='evil'/><category term='promise'/><category term='dirty'/><category term='hackle'/><category term='Gerald Ford'/><category term='float'/><category term='Freemasons'/><category term='jungle'/><category term='paleolithic'/><category term='panama'/><category term='Georgia'/><category term='groups'/><category term='Boy Scouts'/><category term='normal'/><category term='knowlege'/><category term='pike'/><category term='acts'/><category term='Prince Hall'/><category term='monk'/><category term='Scottish Rite'/><category term='problems'/><category term='belief'/><category term='Love'/><category term='trout'/><category term='streamer'/><category term='Washington D.C.'/><category term='master builder'/><category term='phone tree'/><category term='sadness'/><category term='assassination'/><category term='masonry'/><category term='floor work'/><category term='Guam'/><category term='fly'/><category term='guilt commitment'/><category term='McCain'/><category term='democracy'/><category term='karma'/><category term='nymph'/><category term='catch and release'/><category term='Solomons'/><category term='winter'/><category term='Eagle Scout'/><category term='Ford'/><category term='help'/><category term='obligation'/><category term='civilization'/><category term='mason'/><category term='charity'/><category term='lucifer'/><category term='Savannah'/><category term='agreement'/><category term='membership'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='freemason'/><category term='tracks'/><category term='builders'/><category term='millennial'/><category term='road'/><category term='Ethan Allen'/><category term='dinosaurs'/><category term='feeling'/><category term='Masons'/><category term='election'/><category term='process'/><category term='apology'/><category term='politics'/><category term='neolithic'/><category term='ritual'/><category term='first'/><category term='harmony'/><category term='light. enlighten'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='principle'/><category term='stonehenge'/><category term='Maryland'/><category term='dunn'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='selling'/><category term='religion'/><category term='fishing'/><category term='bonhoeffer'/><category term='pakistan'/><category term='bass'/><category term='Dogma'/><category term='progress'/><category term='roosevelt'/><category term='clean'/><category term='master'/><title type='text'>Freemason from the Freestate</title><subtitle type='html'>These are thoughts about Freemasonry by a 50+ year old Master Mason.  I have included Fly Fishing in these thoughts.  There are comparisons between these disciplines included.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-7965818676860456747</id><published>2010-01-05T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T08:36:40.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>zSHARE video - ddbls.avi.flv</title><content type='html'>This is a video made by Tony Robinson, who played Baldrik on Black Adder.  It's about Dan Brown's Lost Symbol Book, and features two of my Masonic Brothers, Akram Elias and S. Brent Morris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/videoplayer/player.php?SID=dl084&amp;amp;FID=70503453&amp;amp;FN=ddbls.avi.flv&amp;amp;iframewidth=568&amp;amp;iframeheight=415&amp;amp;width=560&amp;amp;height=370&amp;amp;H=7050345345e5fdac"&gt;zSHARE video - ddbls.avi.flv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-7965818676860456747?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/7965818676860456747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=7965818676860456747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7965818676860456747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7965818676860456747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2010/01/zshare-video-ddblsaviflv.html' title='zSHARE video - ddbls.avi.flv'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-2819977043298638026</id><published>2009-12-31T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T07:26:06.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Greatest of These is Charity</title><content type='html'>I wrote an article for the Journal of the Grand Lodge of the District of Columbia, entitled, "And the Greatest of These is Charity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a link to a PDF of the article:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://dcgrandlodge.org/content/volume-26-number-4-2009#attachments&lt;br /&gt;(please copy this and enter in your browser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this time of the year, our hearts and minds are turned to giving.  Charity is more than this.  It is the source, not the act of giving.  Charity is at the heart of all of our religions and best intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been corrected on two points:  I made an incorrect citation of a passage from the Q'uran, and I misstated that the words were from the Prophet.  The words in the Q'uran are from God, conveyed by the Prophet.  My apologies for these mistakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-2819977043298638026?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/2819977043298638026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=2819977043298638026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2819977043298638026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2819977043298638026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-greatest-of-these-is-charity.html' title='And the Greatest of These is Charity'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-4503449374343023676</id><published>2009-04-30T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T06:58:26.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freemasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stonehenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masonry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freemason'/><title type='text'>Also Civilization</title><content type='html'>Masonry is, at its heart, the mark of civilization.  It requires planning, vision, technology and manpower.  Groups of people that rely on hunting and gathering, or basic agriculture, seldom have the manpower to spare for projects that take a long time, or don't have a plainly pragmatic purpose.  From the classical point of view, religion is practical.  Religion informs and insures planting, hunting and life successes.  Holy places, therefore, may be viewed as having a practical societal application, beyond social and bonding, which are also important to human survival, and may be served by cultic practices and places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many examples of holy places around the world.  Some are more obvious than others, and some have deliberately been efaced by the successors of their particular cult.  Exemplifying this are the "high places," spoken of in the Old Testament of the Bible.  These religious centers were in competition with the center at Jerusalem, ie the Temple.  The Jerusalem priesthood won out in the end, and these centers were destroyed, leaving little or no evidence of their being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have chosen to discuss one of the most obvious masonic structures on Earth, and as a consequence of its celebrity, one of the least explored.  Stonehenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there have been many archeological investigations of this massive structure, begining, perhaps with the Romans, who left markings of their passage carved into the stones.  Greek historians wrote about it, and it has been excavated repeatedly up to our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SfmrurDKLKI/AAAAAAAAAZY/kKwtye-6_0s/s1600-h/250px-Stonehenge_phase_one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SfmrurDKLKI/AAAAAAAAAZY/kKwtye-6_0s/s320/250px-Stonehenge_phase_one.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330480452287999138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I chose this so obvious monument?  Because of its implications as a symbol of Masonry in Civilization.  The symbols of the structure alone are well known to the Craft, and shan't be discussed at this point, but in the most general terms, I want to look at one symbol, and the overall implication of the monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/Sfmr9VbqNbI/AAAAAAAAAZg/l4wZS-QAbF0/s1600-h/longman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/Sfmr9VbqNbI/AAAAAAAAAZg/l4wZS-QAbF0/s320/longman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330480704183219634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first picture, above, you see the first structure of Stonehenge:  the henge itself.  A henge is a ditch and mound. It forms a false horizon along which an observer located at a Point Within The Circle, may make observations of celestial events, such as sunsets and sunrises, or the rising, setting and travels of other heavenly bodies against a fixed and level horizon.  The ditch may be filled with water, and provide another point of view for observation by looking at the reflections of these bodies in the circle of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second picture, you see "The Long Man of Wilmington," a figure carved through the turf into the underlying chalk.  You may notice that he is holding two staves, or columns.  In our Craft, the significance of the point in a circle, and the two columns are commonly placed together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stonehenge memorializes the two primary solar events of the year, the two solstices; the two columns are reflective of these events as well, as are the saints' days of the Saints John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am I looking at this as a unique memorial?  As a unique mark of civilization among people who have been classed as howling barbarians by some archeologists?  Why do I see this as unique among paleolithic monuments of the world.  Answering these questions is the point of this series of discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the following for our next session:  technology, planning, logistics, diplomacy, and devotion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-4503449374343023676?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/4503449374343023676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=4503449374343023676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/4503449374343023676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/4503449374343023676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2009/04/also-civilization.html' title='Also Civilization'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SfmrurDKLKI/AAAAAAAAAZY/kKwtye-6_0s/s72-c/250px-Stonehenge_phase_one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-1197979953892405774</id><published>2009-03-27T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:48:52.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paleolithic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stonehenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masonry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neolithic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='civilization'/><title type='text'>Civilization?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/Sc1JDYPHK0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/CGc3Xvm9Pf4/s1600-h/NewGrange2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/Sc1JDYPHK0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/CGc3Xvm9Pf4/s320/NewGrange2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317987057388694338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a sort of rambling post.  It's feeling my way into what I hope will be a worthwhile look at some of the work of our operative forefathers.  I have been looking at neolithic and paleolithic structures in Europe, Asia and Africa.  Of course, they are awesome in appearance and stunning to contemplate the sheer labor that they required.  Possibly the most stunning thing is that people realized that these structures would last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did they have a concept of forever?  Was this one upsmanship on the part of the rulers, or was it truly a monument to eternity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stonehenge is the most famous of these structures, probably.  It took generations to build.  The circle of small white dots that surround the giant stone structure mirror a cycle of lunar eclipses that alone took at least three generations of observation.  Probably more, just to notice the pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/Sc1I3J8euJI/AAAAAAAAAYw/lEZprdG840w/s1600-h/Splash-Stone-Th.png.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 50px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/Sc1I3J8euJI/AAAAAAAAAYw/lEZprdG840w/s320/Splash-Stone-Th.png.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317986847394019474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've entitled this post "Civilization?"  to ask the question what constitutes civilization.  We look at the monumental masonry of Egypt and the Sudan, and we accept them without much of a shock because these were "civilizations."  They had lots of labor available and leaders and mathmeticians and priests to encourage, or require that these be built.  They paid the laborers with salaries, room and board; good medical care.  We look with a bit more surprise at the castles and buildings of Great Zimbabwe, because here we don't have what the west would call a "civilization" on the scale of Egypt.  Of course this is ridiculous, because clearly these monuments are sufficient record of a great and advanced civilization.  Or are they?  That's the theme of this entry and some more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the case of Stonehenge, the builders of this would be, by our standards, howling barbarians, with the most primitive social structure:  hunter/gatherers, possibly nomadic, certainly ruled by strength, not democracy.  Or were they?  This building required vast astronomical, engineering and masonic knowledge.  It required a sense of eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternity, because the place is unneccesary.  The giant stones, imported from long distances were not needed for any practical purpose.  There is evidence of less permanent sites that served similar purposes with similar technology.  Sites build of wood, like "Woodhenge."  that show only the stubs of the standing logs that remain in the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a society that was short on wealth.  People had to hunt for food, clothing and shelter.  If you didn't produce, you died.  And yet they fed, clothed and housed several generations of workers, scientists and priests who were producing only this immense structure. This is evidence that this society placed value on other than mundane things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An argument can be made that there was a practical purpose for such a structure as stonehenge:  agricultural, religious, political.  It is generally understood that Stonehenge is an observatory as well as a temple.    And yet, a far less complex structure would have served as well, and did in many other places.  Was this, then the ego of some forgotten ruler, a British Ramses, memorializing himself with a lasting structure? Hardly likely.  No one would remember who built it withing a few generations.  No one does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, this is a memorial to the mind of man.  It is conceived and executed as a building unto eternity.  It brings together geometry and hard real nuts and bolts building.  Or rather big, heavy stone building.  Stones harder than than the tools available to work them.  Stones that required marine engineering, masonry, and transportation.  It requred logistics and vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to expand upon this exploration of these monuments.  Perhaps we can find other meanings and purposes for them to share with one another.  Any references and ideas are welcome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-1197979953892405774?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/1197979953892405774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=1197979953892405774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/1197979953892405774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/1197979953892405774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2009/03/civilization.html' title='Civilization?'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/Sc1JDYPHK0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/CGc3Xvm9Pf4/s72-c/NewGrange2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-6672590530911103282</id><published>2009-01-09T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:38:00.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frugality</title><content type='html'>Just a thought: for the sake of frugality?  How many of us repair stuff?  How many sew on new buttons, or stitch up torn pants?  Can a TV even be fixed these days?  Why can't a car run as well as a refrigerator compressor?  How many of our missing brethren have we contacted in 2008 to invite them back to lodge, or even just to see how they're doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to dun anyone for dues, but for brotherly love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SWe1d4KaTdI/AAAAAAAAAXg/43g2sLQhNkY/s1600-h/Brotherly_Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SWe1d4KaTdI/AAAAAAAAAXg/43g2sLQhNkY/s320/Brotherly_Love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289395812266823122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-6672590530911103282?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/6672590530911103282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=6672590530911103282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/6672590530911103282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/6672590530911103282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2009/01/frugality.html' title='Frugality'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SWe1d4KaTdI/AAAAAAAAAXg/43g2sLQhNkY/s72-c/Brotherly_Love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-7597306223204154098</id><published>2008-12-19T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:08:02.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='millennial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freemasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masons'/><title type='text'>Selling Freemasonry</title><content type='html'>Nick Johnson at the Millinneal Freemason blog asked the question about Selling Freemasonry.  You know the question:  should we do it.  He cited some good examples of websites and advertising for the Craft that have been put up by various authorities.  I'm exploring this idea further.  I just got started with putting my thoughts together, and I'm using a Mind Map to make my notes.  I decided, for the sake of spontaneity to post my first take on the Mind Map.  Those interested can look at the points that I'm considering, and take 'em apart one by one, or in whole.  Please let me have your input. Open the JPG in your image viewer to see where I'm going with this.  Follow the ideas from the center of the map outward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SUwziAJ_YFI/AAAAAAAAATA/-NtNLOt_9KI/s1600-h/selling"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 96px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SUwziAJ_YFI/AAAAAAAAATA/-NtNLOt_9KI/s320/selling" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281653122249220178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll notice this is a bit more nitty-gritty.  I've been looking at the physical presentation that some of our facilities, and yes, our brothers, make to the public.  This may be as important, and easier to fix, than some other items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a meeting a while ago in another jurisdiction, where the sidewalk and stairway was so covered by trash that it took a 60 gallon trash bag to pick it all up.  It was an open meeting, so non members were going to have to pick their way through this to get in.  People driving by saw it daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's peeling paint, badly written (or even spelled) signs, uncut grass, and weeds in the cracks of the sidewalks at some of our "temples."  Is this good selling, or what IS it selling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-7597306223204154098?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/7597306223204154098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=7597306223204154098' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7597306223204154098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7597306223204154098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/12/selling-freemasonry.html' title='Selling Freemasonry'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SUwziAJ_YFI/AAAAAAAAATA/-NtNLOt_9KI/s72-c/selling' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-1903916272068507462</id><published>2008-11-30T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:44:04.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>Brothers and Sisters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's late, or is it, what day is it? I know it's late, but the Thanksgiving season has found me more square than ever  (and I mean L7), and I've been contemplating what I have to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure is that I'm thankful for all of you.  For letting me share your thoughts and mine; for accepting me into your life, and for the Craft that we all work in.  This has been a revealing and thought provoking year for me, and you all have been part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-1903916272068507462?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/1903916272068507462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=1903916272068507462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/1903916272068507462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/1903916272068507462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-5798007635962208482</id><published>2008-11-12T20:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:21:55.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Research Tool and Organization</title><content type='html'> &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Research Tool and Organization&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm playing around with a new tool for research and organization.&amp;nbsp; Anyone who knows me knows that I love gadgets and elaborate stuff that's supposed to make life easier, but usually just clutter things up.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, my new one is &lt;u&gt;Personal Brain&lt;/u&gt; which is a type of mind mapping tool with a dynamic interface that changes when you focus on a particular node, or thought.&amp;nbsp; You can link to files, link to webpages, link to calendars, people and images.&amp;nbsp; You can create documents within the program, and launch such applications as MSWord and others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This post is being done in Google Documents, which says that it will publish it to my blog.&amp;nbsp; This is mainly to test that idea.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, I apologize for not giving my usual deep wise words of wisdom from the depths of wise thought stuff, but this is mainly a test.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img id="ajfq" style="margin: 1em 1em 0pt 0pt; width: 160px; height: 177.778px; float: left;" src="http://docs.google.com/File?id=dd3v46vf_10ds25fcdd_b"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-5798007635962208482?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/5798007635962208482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=5798007635962208482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5798007635962208482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5798007635962208482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/11/research-tool-and-organization.html' title='Research Tool and Organization'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-857136484475888695</id><published>2008-11-08T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:40:03.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SRYutkdbjTI/AAAAAAAAASY/B-jg-zO78lk/s1600-h/33SJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 185px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SRYutkdbjTI/AAAAAAAAASY/B-jg-zO78lk/s320/33SJ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266448174672481586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday Night.  I've just finished working with the brothers at the Scottish Rite at our reunion, presenting the degrees to our new brothers.  I worked as a sound assistant for the PA system for several of the degrees, and I was the Assistant Expert in the 32nd Degree.  I worked with a lot of the "White Hats."  These are guys who have been awarded the highest degree in Scottish Masonry, the 33rd degree.  They are men who have labored long in the quarries, and have been honored with this honorary degree for their contributions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were doing the "grunt work," for their new brothers and for the Rite.  They were helping people get dressed for the degree work.  They were moving props.  They were serving hot dogs and cleaning up after meals.  They got there at 5:00 am, so we could start at 6:00.  They parked cars and served as ushers.  Sure, there were others too:  Red Hats and Black, and Knights of St. Andrew.  The core of the workers wore White Hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a palpable lesson in Brotherly Love for me, and should have been for anyone watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are asked to help out,we need to think of these brothers.  We need to put our egos on hold, and maybe our interests.  What we want to do will come.  What we need to do is right there in front of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-857136484475888695?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/857136484475888695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=857136484475888695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/857136484475888695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/857136484475888695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/11/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons Learned'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SRYutkdbjTI/AAAAAAAAASY/B-jg-zO78lk/s72-c/33SJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-2519917439781475608</id><published>2008-11-04T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:29:21.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soldier of the People'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McCain'/><title type='text'>Election 2008</title><content type='html'>It's now 11:13 p.m. on November 4, 2008.  National Public Television has just announced that Senator John McCain has called Senator Barak Obama to concede the election for President of the United States.  As we all know this is an historic election in many ways.  Senator Obama is the first African American to be elected President in our history.  What does this say about our history of division and prejudice in this country?  I don't know yet.  My son just said, "Hooray for Liberal Guilt!"  Is this what this is about?  Was this decided on the basis of race?  I don't know.  I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Scottish Rite Freemasonry we are enjoined to be Soldiers of the People.  Not to be governed by the cowardly forces of party and division.  Senator McCain has just given the best speech of his life, stating his belief in these principles, and that Senator Obama represents a healing of these divisions, and that he, Senator McCain, hopes that he may be able to work with President Obama to bring our country into a greater unity.  "Please believe me when I say that no association means more to me than that of being an American. I have been a candidate for the presidency, and now I am once more it's most loyal servant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to pledge ourselves to this same goal, as stated by Senator McCain.  That demagoguery and partisan politics must be put aside to make our country as great as its historic potential.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-2519917439781475608?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/2519917439781475608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=2519917439781475608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2519917439781475608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2519917439781475608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-2008.html' title='Election 2008'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-5797323800876668616</id><published>2008-10-31T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:09:57.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombies in Plain English</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/bVnfyradCPY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/bVnfyradCPY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-5797323800876668616?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/5797323800876668616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=5797323800876668616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5797323800876668616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5797323800876668616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/10/zombies-in-plain-english.html' title='Zombies in Plain English'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-2215688978872409805</id><published>2008-09-28T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:20:03.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucifer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light. enlighten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satan'/><title type='text'>Treason of the Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SOBInKedhXI/AAAAAAAAARw/h5HN_Adu3hM/s1600-h/TreasonOfImagesShadow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SOBInKedhXI/AAAAAAAAARw/h5HN_Adu3hM/s320/TreasonOfImagesShadow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251277003178214770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we are brought to the light, we are enjoined to seek further light.  Among the sources for this light are included the Seven Liberal Arts.  We are told to study and discuss.  Another primary source is the Great Light of Masonry, and other VSLs.  Each of these books are of value to a person seeking more light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the stumbling blocks to a search for enlightenment or any other pursuit of knowledge, is the voice in our head.  We come to any study or discussion with a full blown picture, complete with sound and color, of the issue at hand.  It's more than opinion.  It is full blown knowledge.  It is worth noting that the type of knowledge spoken of here is that which is in the book of Genesis in the King James Translation of the Bible.  It isn't an intellectual agreement or construct, but an intimate joining with, such as the way Adam Knew Eve.  No one dies for intellectual constructs, but many martyrs have died for this second type of knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this knowledge isn't necessarily accurate.  It is colored by our experiences and our level of intellectual attainment.  This isn't a hierarchy of one person being more advanced than another due to education, but a quantifiable pile of information.  Some people have a bigger pile than others, particularly in areas they are interested in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freemasonry enjoins us to seek knowledge and enlightenment in areas that are not in vogue these days.  I know many men with advanced degrees who don't recognize the scriptural references in our rituals.  They are well educated, but haven't looked into these windows.  For many, the Bible is one area that the window is truly one of colored glass.  Many have read through it, and can quote it extensively, and still see it, as through a glass darkly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question of Evil, what is the nature of it, what is the source of it, who is the agent of it and what is to be done about it is discussed freely among us, and in the Bible.  It just isn't as easily answered as many of us think.  We bring our own hearing and reading to the material, and often it isn't in touch with what's there in the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan isn't some horned devil in the Bible.  Lucifer isn't synonymous with Satan.  Evil is not a substance that is poured over us, and certainly Satan isn't the source or agent of it.  Biblically speaking, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with the simplest of these statements first, Lucifer isn't Satan, or the source of evil:  Lucifer is referred to only in the King James translation.  The name isn't used in any other English translation.  Lucifer is the title of the King of Babylon, and his fall is given as a sign by Isaiah.  Later, in Revelations, the real translation of this name, as Light Bearer is given to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyone can tell you that Lucifer is the Devil!  It just isnt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan is a bit harder to pin down.  If you're a Mormon, Satan is a brother to Jesus and a son of Heavenly Father, who rebelled.  Biblically, Satan is a being who tempts man to do that which man by nature wants to do:  choose the wrong path.  In the Book of Job, Satan is on the same plain with God, and they have a discussion about the faith and fate of mankind as exemplified by Job.  Satan doesn't do the bad things to Job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut this short, and save bandwidth, Evil is the otherside of good. The Supreme Architect designed and created only good in this universe, and yet the universe is finite.  That which wasn't created is what we call evil.  It is manifested and made real by our own disobedience, a tendency we inherited, according to the Bible, from our original ancestors.  This tendency to choose evil, or nothingness, or lack of life, is the original sin we inherit.  In it we choose nothingness, death, or "the outer darkness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the agents of evil.  Mankind brought evil into this world.  Disobedience is its source.  Free will, or Free Agency, absolute freedom of conscience, is the mechanism by which it works.  And all of these are what makes us actually superior to the angels.  As Jesus told Thomas, blessed are those who believe without having seen.  The angels live in the presence of the Ultimate Good at all times, and can thus easily choose good.  We are constantly tested and tempted, and often choose the wrong.  Without that choice, the Great Architect would be the Great Dictator.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe anything I've said.  Test it for yourself.  Look in the sources, but first try, with all your might, to let go of your preconceived notions and pictures.  That's the challenge of Freemasonry.  To let go, and take the leap in the darkness that can lead to light, or maybe just to more darkness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-2215688978872409805?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/2215688978872409805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=2215688978872409805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2215688978872409805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2215688978872409805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/09/treason-of-mind.html' title='Treason of the Mind'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SOBInKedhXI/AAAAAAAAARw/h5HN_Adu3hM/s72-c/TreasonOfImagesShadow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-8047948585646663913</id><published>2008-09-19T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:55:45.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maryland'/><title type='text'>Maryland Masons in History</title><content type='html'>John MacAdam, the inventor of the road surface named after him was a Mason.  His Macadam surface for roads, consisting of crushed stone that compacted under use, was first used in the United States in Maryland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first macadam surface in the United States was laid on the&lt;br /&gt;"Boonsborough Turnpike Road" between Hagerstown and Boonsboro, Maryland.&lt;br /&gt;By 1822, this section was the last unimproved gap in the great road&lt;br /&gt;leading from Baltimore on the Chesapeake Bay to Wheeling on the Ohio&lt;br /&gt;River. Stagecoaches using the road in winter needed 5 to 7 hours of travel to&lt;br /&gt;cover 10 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never fails to surprise me how much influence such a small state as Maryland has had in the history of our country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-8047948585646663913?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/8047948585646663913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=8047948585646663913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8047948585646663913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8047948585646663913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/09/maryland-masons-in-history.html' title='Maryland Masons in History'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-6105734133853127433</id><published>2008-09-17T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T06:20:35.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sustaining Membership</title><content type='html'>It's been a rant of mine for a while.  It's becoming a rant for more than just me.  It's about how do we revive and sustain our membership.  It's about Brotherhood.  It's about Morality.  It's about Friendship.  Not only are finances (non payment of dues) involved, but the wellfare of our individual members, and the collective wellfare of our institution.  This posting stems from a discussion of non payment of dues, and is part of my take on this subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this stimulates a few people to chime in with ideas of how to solve this problem.  It is solvable.  It requires work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done some talking with others at our S.R. meeting.  A couple of the brothers are professional marketers.  I have done my share of that sort of thing in the past as well, having run my own business for several years before retirement.  I was reminded that what we're talking about when we talk about sustaining membership is marketing.  The same principles apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a marketing program, it's statistically true that  a mailing (Trestleboard) has a 1% response rate.  That's 1% calling back; not 1% buying.  Keeping customers (Brothers/Members) requires much more work, and bringing back those who have fallen away, even more.  The reason it takes more work is that there are several factors involved in them not returning:  they might be bored; they might be angry; they might be too busy; they might be too sick; they might not have money.  Any of these could contribute to the belief that "there's something wrong," with me or with the others.  I don't fit.  Masonry is for the rich, or Masonry is for the good old boys, or "they just don't like me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I ask what's being done about reviving members, I'm told, by almost everyone I ask, "Well a couple of years ago, we set up a phone committee, and called everyone.  They didn't answer the phone, and didn't answer our post cards, so trying to contact them doesn't work."  If you did this in a business, you'd be out of business within 6 months.  Reviving members who no one's seen requires research, repeated contacts, and personal effort.  What are the most excellent teachings of our organization?  Is not caring included in each of those teachings that are between the points of the compasses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, our attitude toward missing NPD brothers has to be one of "What's wrong here, can we help?" rather than these guys are a financial drudge, and need to be purged.  At least until we find out differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do we find out differently?  How do we find customers for our businesses?  Research, advertising, personal contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a big job, and it's getting bigger.  some of us have responsibility for the operation and success of our lodges.  This includes financial success and it includes fraternal considerations.  Perhaps the system of inherited offices, men moving up in the line, needs to be looked at.  When you move to an office in line, do you get that this carries real responsibility for real assets and real people, not just for knowing ritual.  Perpetuation of ritual is very important.  Perpetuation of the Craft is too.  Our brothers are at the heart of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SteveB&lt;br /&gt;Birmingham #188&lt;br /&gt;Maryland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-6105734133853127433?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/6105734133853127433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=6105734133853127433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/6105734133853127433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/6105734133853127433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/09/sustaining-membership.html' title='Sustaining Membership'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-8640630972886885725</id><published>2008-08-16T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T13:09:25.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='builders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parthenon'/><title type='text'>Building the Parthenon</title><content type='html'>There is a new &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nova Scienc&lt;/span&gt;e Now Production coming up on PBS this week.  It's about building the Parthenon:  how the Masons designed and carried out the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see a webpage of it here:  &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/parthenon/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SteveB,&lt;br /&gt;Maryland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-8640630972886885725?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/8640630972886885725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=8640630972886885725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8640630972886885725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8640630972886885725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/08/building-parthenon.html' title='Building the Parthenon'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-1934769578559114051</id><published>2008-08-03T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:31:33.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='normal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dirty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='membership'/><title type='text'>Normal</title><content type='html'>"We've tried that, and it didn't work."  "No one's interested in that."  "Those guys haven't been here in so long that we don't even know where they are."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FreemasonFromTheFreestate has ranted about this in the past, but it seems to me that it's the responsibility of those who are active in our Lodges to see to the needs of all, especially those who are inactive.  It is a problem.  Our records are incomplete when it comes to brothers who haven't been around for a while; no one has time to bring the records up to date; calling the numbers that we have takes time and the ability to handle rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our population is aging.  Many of our missing brothers need help to get anywhere, let alone to Lodge meetings.  Those who don't need help to get there, figure that they don't know anyone anymore, and no one cares whether they show up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear from every one I talk to about the dichotomy between how many members are on our roles, and how few show up to meetings, that this is normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SJY-2s5Dw1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/qJ5dXbOj11Y/s1600-h/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SJY-2s5Dw1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/qJ5dXbOj11Y/s320/fish.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230437126721749842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a parable about normalcy that I've illustrated in the two pictures here.  They show Betas in a fish bowl.  Betas live their whole life in the fish bowl.  Some have little castles or plants or divers to make their lives full.  They usually don't have other Betas, because they fight.  Anyway, Betas live their whole life in this bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They swim around all happy, preening and displaying their colors.  They wiggle with happiness when you feed them.  They do everything in there.  They eat, swim, play with the diver, and poop in there.  The more you feed them, the more they poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SJY_F6it7iI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nYGJsztomPM/s1600-h/fengshuicures_fishbowl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SJY_F6it7iI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/nYGJsztomPM/s320/fengshuicures_fishbowl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230437388084178466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes on, the clear bowl I've shown first, becomes the second bowl.  Cloudy, stinky.  The fish doesn't wiggle much anymore.  He doesn't play with the diver.  He doesn't preen or show his colors.  He kind of hangs there.  Drooping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what the fish calls this?  He calls it normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-1934769578559114051?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/1934769578559114051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=1934769578559114051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/1934769578559114051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/1934769578559114051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/08/normal.html' title='Normal'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SJY-2s5Dw1I/AAAAAAAAAQw/qJ5dXbOj11Y/s72-c/fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-6525514271734033915</id><published>2008-07-03T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:30:44.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scottish Rite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='master builder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AASR'/><title type='text'>Scottish Rite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SG19A60Yb7I/AAAAAAAAAQo/RYzugKN-TrU/s1600-h/SR_EAG1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SG19A60Yb7I/AAAAAAAAAQo/RYzugKN-TrU/s320/SR_EAG1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218964997934706610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken the 32 degrees of the Scottish Rite, in the Orient of Maryland.  It is the most exciting part of Freemasonry for me so far.  I am currently working my way through the Master Craftsman program, which is a series of directed readings and examinations that focus your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the questions in each of the tests, is what interesting or surprising thing have I discovered in my readings.  There has been much that surprised me.  Probably the most surprising thing about my whole experience is how many truly nice, admirable men and women I've met.  I have included women because in our Valley, it's a family affair.  Of course, at 59, I truly lower the average age in the room when I come in, and so there aren't a lot of kids toddling around.  When my wife came to our first dinner, she was absorbed by the ladies there, and treated as a long lost friend.  And so have I been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we're meeting on the level with the high poobas of the state and Grand Lodge.  Sit at table with three or so PGMs, and the current GM.  We ain't exactly buddies yet, but we are brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the content of the lessons of the degrees.  I don't know how much is public and how much I need to shut up about, so I'll be very discrete.  Suffice it to say that I'm struck with elation about the obligations I've taken, and to intellectual excitement by the demands to not just see or hear the ritual, but to know and live it.  The theme is to build on the most valuable tenets of our craft through an expansion of the mythos of the building of the temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice of a craftsman, a builder, even a master builder, as our hero has been brought to a greater level of clarification for me.  That a man, by his ability is elevated to talk and plan with kings has truly profound implications for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While writing this, I'm going to go off on a train of consciousness thing for a bit:  I was about to say "for society," in the preceding paragraph, but that is trite to the point of meaninglessness.  The meaning is to us.  We are society.  We are the nation.  Our participation is required for any of these structures to function.  This isn't politics.  It's the nature of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of our earliest brothers were part of the age of enlightenment, both in philosophy and in science.  They were looking to find out the nature of God by studying his works, and to find the nature of the world.  This is it.  The nature of the world is participation.  Governed by the Law of Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-6525514271734033915?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/6525514271734033915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=6525514271734033915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/6525514271734033915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/6525514271734033915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/07/scottish-rite.html' title='Scottish Rite'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SG19A60Yb7I/AAAAAAAAAQo/RYzugKN-TrU/s72-c/SR_EAG1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-7017981377122123144</id><published>2008-04-12T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T17:52:42.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Research Tool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SAFYPEAIoaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/4Ns5W4-kZPc/s1600-h/4_12sched.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SAFYPEAIoaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/4Ns5W4-kZPc/s320/4_12sched.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188525261503111586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not one to avoid obcessions.  My latest is inspired by studying my new membership in the Ancient and Accepted Scottish Rite, Orient of Maryland, Valley of Baltimore.  I have received my 32 degree, and am studying the meanings and history of the rituals and the Rite.  For any Master Mason who is reading this, I recommend highly that you join the Scottish Rite.  If you are interested in a new level of brotherhood, join the Scottish Rite.  If you are interested in the more philosophical and esoteric aspects of Freemasonry, join the Scottish Rite.  If you are in Maryland, let me know, and I'll see to it you get a petition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In studying the information I was given, I was looking for an interesting way to take notes on my reading.  I've always been one to want a system to make thhttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif&lt;br /&gt;insert linkis more fun.  I have found a very good one.  It's called Mind or Concept Mapping.  &lt;a href="http://www.buzanworld.com/"&gt;Mind Mapping&lt;/a&gt; was developed and copyrighted by Tony Buzan, and he offers a lot of information on it on line, including a good software package.  &lt;a href="http://cmap.ihmc.us/"&gt;Concept mapping was developed by several sources, but was brought together by David Novak and Alberto Canas.  I am using C-tools&lt;/a&gt;, which is a free program being inplemented by the Institute for Human and Machine Cognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These systems, and I use them together, are great for note taking, because they are free form, and you don't have to fit things onto a line, and then have to try to insert information later.  Information is put on the paper in "Nodes," which are connected into concepts or thoughts.  These Nodes are integrated with mnemonic devices, such as pictures, videos, notes or hyperlinks to expand them and imprint them on your mind.  The nodes are key words, with little to no elaboration, except in the notes and images.  In university studies, &lt;a href="http://cmap.ihmc.us/Publications/ResearchPapers/TheoryCmaps/TheoryUnderlyingConceptMaps.htm"&gt;people using mapping retained more&lt;/a&gt; than people using standard outline type note taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mapping requires two main things:  Interest and Organization.  All memory systems require this, but this one is fun.  Use colors, pictures, drawings by your own hand and organic shapes.  Tony Buzan holds that the organic shapes refect the structure of your mind, which, according to him is radial, not linear.  Few things in nature are linear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have included a map of my schedule for next week.  In C-map, it can be updated or manipulated very easilly, and shared on line with anyone interested, and allowed by your own security settings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-7017981377122123144?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/7017981377122123144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=7017981377122123144' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7017981377122123144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7017981377122123144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/04/research-tool.html' title='Research Tool'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/SAFYPEAIoaI/AAAAAAAAAPw/4Ns5W4-kZPc/s72-c/4_12sched.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-7646806347120539918</id><published>2008-03-21T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T07:56:02.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Reading List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R-PK-ryYfyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FsZ_WYHcnTc/s1600-h/voltaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R-PK-ryYfyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FsZ_WYHcnTc/s400/voltaire.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180207174660947746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Masons, and as citizens, we are encouraged to educate ourselves.  In the Second Degree, Masons are recommended to familiarize themselves with the Liberal Arts, which adorn and polish the mind.  As citizens, we need to have grounding in which to form our decisions, as well as to entertain ourselves.  Hopefully both can be done together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, ignorance is being encouraged in popular culture today.  How many situation comedies have the hero, or the head of the household, criticizing anyone in the family or group of friends who enjoy learning or show any indication of trying to improve themselves intellectually?  Think, Simpsons,  or The King of Queens, or  Two and Ahalf Men.  Seinfeld did it differently, but with the same attitude. I enjoy most of these shows.  They're clever, and obviously written by people who didn't take the advice to avoid intellect, but they're insidious because of their enjoyability. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after reading a couple of other blogs that have dealt with the issue of reading lists, I'm submitting one of my own.  Please make additions or deletions: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The System of the World&lt;/span&gt;, by Neal Stephenson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Catch 22&lt;/span&gt;, by Joseph Heller &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;De Rerum Natura&lt;/span&gt;,  (in Latin or English) by Lucretius &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dialogues&lt;/span&gt;, by Plato &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A Hat Full of Sky&lt;/span&gt;, and the sequels to it, by Terry Pratchett &lt;br /&gt;In Fact, any book by Terry Pratchett &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Age of Reason&lt;/span&gt;, by Thomas Paine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Slaughterhouse Five&lt;/span&gt;, by Kurt Vonnegutt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Heart of Darkness&lt;/span&gt;, by Joseph Conrad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Moby Dick&lt;/span&gt;,  by Herman Melville &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;1984&lt;/span&gt;,  by George Orwell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Attack on Reason&lt;/span&gt;,  by Al Gore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Gallic Wars&lt;/span&gt;,  by Julius Caesar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Candide&lt;/span&gt; by Voltaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more.  You must read  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Huckleberry Finn&lt;/span&gt;, for its perspective on childhood, fatherhood and race in America,  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Mysterious Stranger&lt;/span&gt;, for Twain's take on war and nationalism,  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Major Barbara&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Man and Superman&lt;/span&gt;,   by George Bernard Shaw, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Playboy of the Western World&lt;/span&gt;,  by Synge, just to see what a well made play is about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These books help provide a context within which decisions can be more valuably be made.  There are many more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you suggest? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/wiki/Main_Page"&gt;Here's a good place on line to start looking at some of these books&lt;/a&gt;, not to mention  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com"&gt;Amazon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-7646806347120539918?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/7646806347120539918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=7646806347120539918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7646806347120539918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7646806347120539918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/03/summer-reading-list.html' title='Summer Reading List'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R-PK-ryYfyI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FsZ_WYHcnTc/s72-c/voltaire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-284247086509812103</id><published>2008-03-14T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:10:33.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='groups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assistance'/><title type='text'>With Friends Like These?</title><content type='html'>This video is deliberate political satire, and it addresses an issue that we all face in whatever group or endevour we are engaged.  Everyone wants to help.  Where does the impulse to help come from, and what is its effect?  These questions need to be considered whenever we are moved in this direction.  Sometimes it's better to just shut up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed FlashVars='videoId=164043' src='http://www.comedycentral.com/sitewide/video_player/view/default/swf.jhtml' quality='high' bgcolor='#cccccc' width='332' height='316' name='comedy_central_player' align='middle' allowScriptAccess='always' allownetworking='external' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impulse to help at first seems to be completely altruistic.  We see a need, and we know that we can make it better.  We want to improve the life of a person or a group, and promote the general welfare.  Often, though, it comes from an attitude of superiority.  We are better than, know more than, can fix the problem that this poor individual has better, more, quicker, than this person or group can on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often this really seems to be the case.  They're really stuck.  They're really wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can solve any problem you have in two minutes.  If you'll only listen to me and do what I say, your problem is solved.  The world is made better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another space from which this impulse can come.  That space recognizes the individual or the group of individuals, as capable and whole in and of themselves, and may want or need assistance to move from a stuck place.  It's a subtle difference, but a significant one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping often generates heat instead of light.  Assisting can make both parties much lighter.  A way to know where you're coming from on this is the level of satisfaction experienced in the outcome.  We're looking for a win-win situation.  Acknowledging the ableness of a person makes both parties come away smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-284247086509812103?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/284247086509812103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=284247086509812103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/284247086509812103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/284247086509812103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/03/with-friends-like-these.html' title='With Friends Like These?'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-623585954754731810</id><published>2008-02-26T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T06:33:37.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother W.E.B. DuBois</title><content type='html'>It's the end of Black History Month.  This seems an appropriate essay to publish again, especially in the light of matters within the Craft that concern many of us.  Even without these particular issues, Our Purpose is said to "Make Good Men Better." This essay directly addresses this purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was written in a time of debate between two stars of education in the United States, Booker T. Washington and W.E.B. DuBois about the direction that education for African Americans should take.  These men disagreed on the subject.  Both were Prince Hall Masons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother DuBois could write.  If I posted this just for the beauty of the language, it would be appropriate, but the message of this essay is valuable as well.  I recommend that the whole article be read at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://tinyurl.com/2tyo78&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love the phrase:  "many many thoughts ago.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du Bois, W. E. Burghardt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Of the Training of Black Men."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlantic Monthly 90 (1902): 289-297.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   FROM the shimmering swirl of waters where many, many thoughts ago the slave-ship first saw the square tower of Jamestown have flowed down to our day three streams of thinking: one from the larger world here and over-seas, saying, the multiplying of human wants in culture lands calls for the world-wide co-operation of men in satisfying them. Hence arises a new human unity, pulling the ends of earth nearer, and all men, black, yellow, and white. The larger humanity strives to feel in this contact of living nations and sleeping hordes a thrill of new life in the world, crying, If the contact of Life and Sleep be Death, shame on such Life. To be sure, behind this thought lurks the afterthought of force and dominion, -- the making of brown men to delve when the temptation of beads and red calico cloys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The second thought streaming from the death-ship and the curving river is the thought of the older South: the sincere and passionate belief that somewhere between men and cattle God created a tertium quid, and called it a Negro, -- a clownish, simple creature, at times even lovable within its limitations, but straitly foreordained to walk within the Veil. To be sure, behind the thought lurks the afterthought, -- some of them with favoring chance might become men, but in sheer self-defense we dare not let them, and build about them walls so high, and hang between them and the light a veil so thick, that they shall not even think of breaking through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And last of all there trickles down that third and darker thought, the thought of the things themselves, the confused half-conscious mutter of men who are black and whitened, crying Liberty, Freedom, Opportunity -- vouchsafe to us, O boastful World, the chance of living men! To be sure, behind the thought lurks the afterthought: suppose, after all, the World is right and we are less than men? Suppose this mad impulse within is all wrong, some mock mirage from the untrue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So here we stand among thoughts of human unity, even through conquest and slavery; the inferiority of black men, even if forced by fraud; a shriek in the night for the freedom of men who themselves are not yet sure of their right to demand it. This is the tangle of thought and afterthought wherein we are called to solve the problem of training men for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Behind all its curiousness, so attractive alike to sage and dilettante, lie its dim dangers, throwing across us shadows at once grotesque and awful. Plain it is to us that what the world seeks through desert and wild we have within our threshold; -- a stalwart laboring force, suited to the semi-tropics; if, deaf to the voice of the Zeitgeist, we refuse to use and develop these men, we risk poverty and loss. If, on the other hand, seized by the brutal afterthought, we debauch the race thus caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-290-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in our talons, selfishly sucking their blood and brains in the future as in the past, what shall save us from national decadence? Only that saner selfishness which, Education teaches men, can find the rights of all in the whirl of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Again, we may decry the color prejudice of the South, yet it remains a heavy fact. Such curious kinks of the human mind exist and must be reckoned with soberly. They cannot be laughed away, nor always successfully stormed at, nor easily abolished by act of legislature. And yet they cannot be encouraged by being let alone. They must be recognized as facts, but unpleasant facts; things that stand in the way of civilization and religion and common decency. They can be met in but one way: by the breadth and broadening of human reason, by catholicity of taste and culture. And so, too, the native ambition and aspiration of men, even though they be black, backward, and ungraceful, must not lightly be dealt with. To stimulate wildly weak and untrained minds is to play with mighty fires; to flout their striving idly is to welcome a harvest of brutish crime and shameless lethargy in our very laps. The guiding of thought and the deft coordination of deed is at once the path of honor and humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And so, in this great question of reconciling three vast and partially contradictory streams of thought, the one panacea of Education leaps to the lips of all; such human training as will best use the labor of all men without enslaving or brutalizing; such training as will give us poise to encourage the prejudices that bulwark society, and stamp out those that in sheer barbarity deafen us to the wail of prisoned souls within the Veil, and the mounting fury of shackled men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   But when we have vaguely said Education will set this tangle straight, what have we uttered but a truism? Training for life teaches living; but what training for the profitable living together of black men and white? Two hundred years ago our task would have seemed easier. Then Dr. Johnson blandly assured us that education was needed solely for the embellishments of life, and was useless for ordinary vermin. To-day we have climbed to heights where we would open at least the outer courts of knowledge to all, display its treasures to many, and select the few to whom its mystery of Truth is revealed, not wholly by truth or the accidents of the stock market, but at least in part according to deftness and aim, talent and character. This programme, however, we are sorely puzzled in carrying out through that part of the land where the blight of slavery fell hardest, and where we are dealing with two backward peoples. To make here in human education that ever necessary combination of the permanent and the contingent -- of the ideal and the practical in workable equilibrium -- has been there, as it ever must be in every age and place, a matter of infinite experiment and frequent mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In rough approximation we may point out four varying decades of work in Southern education since the Civil War. From the close of the war until 1876 was the period of uncertain groping and temporary relief. There were army schools, mission schools, and schools of the Freedmen's Bureau in chaotic disarrangement, seeking system and cooperation. Then followed ten years of constructive definite effort toward the building of complete school systems in the South. Normal schools and colleges were founded for the freedmen, and teachers trained there to man the public schools. There was the inevitable tendency of war to underestimate the prejudice of the master and the ignorance of the slave, and all seemed clear sailing out of the wreckage of the storm. Meantime, starting in this decade yet especially developing from 1885 to 1895, began the industrial revolution of the South. The land saw glimpses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-291-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of a new destiny and the stirring of new ideals. The educational system striving to complete itself saw new obstacles and a field of work ever broader and deeper. The Negro colleges, hurriedly founded, were inadequately equipped, illogically distributed, and of varying efficiency and grade; the normal and high schools were doing little more than common school work, and the common schools were training but a third of the children who ought to be in them, and training these too often poorly. At the same time the white South, by reason of its sudden conversion from the slavery ideal, by so much the more became set and strengthened in its racial prejudice, and crystallized it into harsh law and harsher custom; while the marvelous pushing forward of the poor white daily threatened to take even bread and butter from the mouths of the heavily handicapped sons of the freedmen. In the midst, then, of the larger problem of Negro education sprang up the more practical question of work, the inevitable economic quandary that faces a people in the transition from slavery to freedom, and especially those who make that change amid hate and prejudice, lawlessness and ruthless competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The industrial school springing to notice in this decade, but coming to full recognition in the decade beginning with 1895, was the proffered answer to this combined educational and economic crisis, and an answer of singular wisdom and timeliness. From the very first in nearly all the schools some attention had been given to training in handiwork, but now was this training first raised to a dignity that brought it in direct touch with the South's magnificent industrial development, and given an emphasis which reminded black folk that before the Temple of Knowledge swing the Gates of Toil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Yet after all they are but gates, and when turning our eyes from the temporary and the contingent in the Negro problem to the broader question of the permanent uplifting and civilization of black men in America, we have a right to inquire, as this enthusiasm for material advancement mounts to its height, if after all the industrial school is the final and sufficient answer in the training of the Negro race; and to ask gently, but in all sincerity, the ever recurring query of the ages, Is not life more than meat, and the body more than raiment? And men ask this to-day all the more eagerly because of sinister signs in recent educational movements. The tendency is here born of slavery and quickened to renewed life by the crazy imperialism of the day, to regard human beings as among the material resources of a land to be trained with an eye single to future dividends. Race prejudices, which keep brown and black men in their "places," we are coming to regard as useful allies with such a theory, no matter how much they may dull the ambition and sicken the hearts of struggling human beings. And above all, we daily hear that an education that encourages aspiration, that sets the loftiest of ideals and seeks as an end culture and character than bread-winning, is the privilege of white men and the danger and delusion of black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Especially has criticism been directed against the former educational efforts to aid the Negro. In the four periods I have mentioned, we find first boundless, planless enthusiasm and sacrifice; then the preparation of teachers for a vast public school system; then the launching and expansion of that school system amid increasing difficulties; and finally the training of workmen for the new and growing industries. This development has been sharply ridiculed as a logical anomaly and flat reversal of nature. Soothly we have been told that first industrial and manual training should have taught the Negro to work, then simple schools should have taught him to read and write, and finally, after years, high and normal schools could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-292-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have completed the system, as intelligence and wealth demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   That a system logically so complete was historically impossible, it needs but a little thought to prove. Progress in human affairs is more often a pull than a push, surging forward of the exceptional man, and the lifting of his duller brethren slowly and painfully to his vantage ground. Thus it was no accident that gave birth to universities centuries before the common schools, that made fair Harvard the first flower of our wilderness. So in the South: the mass of the freedmen at the end of the war lacked the intelligence so necessary to modern workingmen. They must first have the common school to teach them to read, write, and cipher. The white teachers who flocked South went to establish such a common school system. They had no idea of founding colleges; they themselves at first would have laughed at the idea. But they faced, as all men since them have faced, that central paradox of the South, the social separation of the races. Then it was the sudden volcanic rupture of nearly all relations between black and white, in work and government and family life. Since then a new adjustment of relations in economic and political affairs has grown up, -- an adjustment subtle and difficult to grasp, yet singularly ingenious, which leaves still that frightful chasm at the color line across which men pass at their peril. Thus, then and now, there stand in the South two separate worlds; and separate not simply in the higher realms of social intercourse, but also in church and school, on railway and street car, in hotels and theatres, in streets and city sections, in books and newspapers, in asylums and jails, in hospitals and graveyards. There is still enough of contact for large economic and group cooperation, but the separation is so thorough and deep, that it absolutely precludes for the present between the races anything like that sympathetic and effective group training and leadership of the one by the other, such as the American Negro and all backward peoples must have for effectual progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This the missionaries of '68 soon saw; and if effective industrial and trade schools were impractical before the establishment of a common school system, just as certainly no adequate common schools could be founded until there were teachers to teach them. Southern whites would not teach them; Northern whites in sufficient numbers could not be had. If the Negro was to learn, he must teach himself, and the most effective help that could be given him was the establishment of schools to train Negro teachers. This conclusion was slowly but surely reached by every student of the situation until simultaneously, in widely separated regions, without consultation or systematic plan, there arose a series of institutions designed to furnish teachers for the untaught. Above the sneers of critics at the obvious defects of this procedure must ever stand its one crushing rejoinder: in a single generation they put thirty thousand black teachers in the South; they wiped out the illiteracy of the majority of the black people of the land, and they made Tuskegee possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Such higher training schools tended naturally to deepen broader development: at first they were common and grammar schools, then some became high schools. And finally, by 1900, some thirty-four had one year or more of studies of college grade. This development was reached with different degrees of speed in different institutions: Hampton is still a high school, while Fisk University started her college in 1871, and Spelman Seminary about 1896. In all cases the aim was identical: to maintain the standards of the lower training by giving teachers and leaders the best practicable training; and above all to furnish the black world with adequate standards of human culture and lofty ideals of life. It was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-293-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enough that the teachers of teachers should be trained in technical normal methods; they must also, so far as possible, be broad-minded, cultured men and women, to scatter civilization among a people whose ignorance was not simply of letters, but of life itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   It can thus be seen that the work of education in the South began with higher institutions of training, which threw off as their foliage common schools, and later industrial schools, and at the same time strove to shoot their roots ever deeper toward college and university training. That this was an inevitable and necessary development, sooner or later, goes without saying; but there has been, and still is, a question in many minds if the natural growth was not forced, and if the higher training was not either overdone or done with cheap and unsound methods. Among white Southerners this feeling is widespread and positive. A prominent Southern journal voiced this in a recent editorial:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "The experiment that has been made to give the colored students classical training has not been satisfactory. Even though many were able to pursue the course, most of them did so in a parrot-like way, learning what was taught, but not seeming to appropriate the truth and import of their instruction, and graduating without sensible aim or valuable occupation for their future. The whole scheme has proved a waste of time, efforts, and the money of the state."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   While most far-minded men would recognize this as extreme and overdrawn, still without doubt many are asking, Are there a sufficient number of Negroes ready for college training to warrant the undertaking? Are not too many students prematurely forced into this work? Does it not have the effect of dissatisfying the young Negro with his environment? And do these graduates succeed in real life? Such natural questions cannot be evaded, nor on the other hand must a nation naturally skeptical as to Negro ability assume an unfavorable answer without careful inquiry and patient openness to conviction. We must not forget that most Americans answer all queries regarding the Negro a priori, and that the least that human courtesy can do is to listen to evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The advocates of the higher education of the Negro would be the last to deny the incompleteness and glaring defects of the present system: too many institutions have attempted to do college work, the work in some cases has not been thoroughly done, and quantity rather than quality has sometimes been sought. But all this can be said of higher education throughout the land: it is the almost inevitable incident of educational growth, and leaves the deeper question of the legitimate demand for the higher training of Negroes untouched. And this latter question can be settled in but one way -- by a first-hand study of the facts. If we leave out of view all institutions which have not actually graduated students from a course higher than that of a New England high school, even though they be called colleges; if then we take the thirty-four remaining institutions, we may clear up many misapprehensions by asking searchingly, What kind of institutions are they, what do they teach, and what sort of men do they graduate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And first we may say that this type of college, including Atlanta, Fisk and Howard, Wilberforce and Lincoln, Biddle, Shaw, and the rest, is peculiar, almost unique. Through the shining trees that whisper before me as I write, I catch glimpses of a boulder of New England granite, covering a grave, which graduates of Atlanta University have placed there: -- "IN GRATEFUL MEMORY OF THEIR&lt;br /&gt;FORMER TEACHER AND FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;AND OF THE UNSELFISH LIFE HE&lt;br /&gt;LIVED, AND THE NOBLE WORK HE&lt;br /&gt;WROUGHT; THAT THEY, THEIR&lt;br /&gt;CHILDREN, AND THEIR CHILDREN'S&lt;br /&gt;CHILDREN MIGHT BE&lt;br /&gt;BLESSED."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-294-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This was the gift of New England to the freed Negro: not alms, but a friend; not cash, but character. It was not and is not money these seething millions want, but love and sympathy, the pulse of hearts beating with red blood; a gift which to-day only their own kindred and race can bring to the masses, but which once saintly souls brought to their favored children in the crusade of the sixties, that finest thing in American history, and one of the few things untainted by sordid greed and cheap vainglory. The teachers in these institutions came not to keep the Negroes in their place, but to raise them out of their places where the filth of slavery had wallowed them. The colleges they founded were social settlements; homes where the best of the sons of the freedmen came in close and sympathetic touch with the best traditions of New England. They lived and ate together, studies and worked, hoped and harkened in the dawning light. In actual formal content their curriculum was doubtless old-fashioned, but in educational power it was supreme, for it was the contact of living souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   From such schools about two thousand Negroes have gone forth with the bachelor's degree. The number in itself is enough to put at rest the argument that too large a proportion of Negroes are receiving higher training. If the ratio to population of all Negro students throughout the land, in both college and secondary training, be counted, Commissioner Harris assures us "it must be increased to five times its present average" to equal the average of the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Fifty years ago the ability of Negro students in any appreciable numbers to master a modern college course would have been difficult to prove. To-day it is proved by the fact that four hundred Negroes, many of whom have been reported as brilliant students, have received the bachelor's degree from Harvard, Yale, Oberlin, and seventy other leading colleges. Here we have, then, nearly twenty-five hundred Negro graduates, of whom the crucial query must be made. How far did their training fit them for life? It is of course extremely difficult to collect satisfactory data on such a point, -- difficult to reach the men, to get trustworthy testimony, and to gauge that testimony by any generally acceptable criterion of success. In 1900, the Conference at Atlanta University undertook to study these graduates, and published the results. First they sought to know what these graduates were doing, and succeeded in getting answers from nearly two thirds of the living. The direct testimony was in almost all cases corroborated by the reports of the colleges where they graduated, so that in the main the reports were worthy of credence. Fifty-three per cent of these graduates were teachers, -- presidents of institutions, heads of normal schools, principals of city school systems, and the like. Seventeen per cent were clergymen; another seventeen per cent were in the professions, chiefly as physicians. Over six per cent were merchants, farmers, and artisans, and four per cent were in the government civil service. Granting even that a considerable proportion of the third unheard from are unsuccessful, this is a record of usefulness. Personally I know many hundreds of these graduates and have corresponded with more than a thousand; through others I have followed carefully the life-work of scores; I have taught some of them and some of the pupils whom they have taught, lived in homes which they have builded, and looked at life through their eyes. Comparing them as a class with my fellow students in New England and in Europe, I cannot hesitate in saying that nowhere have I met men and women with a broader spirit of helpfulness, with deeper devotion to their life-work, or with more consecrated determination to succeed in the face of bitter difficulties than among Negro college-bred men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-295-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have, to be sure, their proportion of ne'er-do-weels, their pedants and lettered fools, but they have a surprisingly small proportion of them; they have not that culture of manner which we instinctively associate with university men, forgetting that in reality it is the heritage from cultured homes, and that no people a generation removed from slavery can escape a certain unpleasant rawness and gaucherie, despite the best of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   With all their larger vision and deeper sensibility, these men have usually been conservative, careful leaders. They have seldom been agitators, have withstood the temptation to head the mob, and have worked steadily and faithfully in a thousand communities in the South. As teachers they have given the South a commendable system of city schools and large numbers of private normal schools and academies. Colored college-bred men have worked side by side with white college graduates at Hampton; almost from the beginning the backbone of Tuskegee's teaching force has been formed of graduates from Fisk and Atlanta. And to-day the institute is filled with college graduates, from the energetic wife of the principal down to the teacher of agriculture, including nearly half of the executive council and a majority of the heads of departments. In the professions, college men are slowly but surely leavening the Negro church, are healing and preventing the devastations of disease, and beginning to furnish legal protection for the liberty and property of the toiling masses. All this is needful work. Who would do it if Negroes did not? How could Negroes do it if they were not trained carefully for it? If white people need colleges to furnish teachers, ministers, lawyers, and doctors, do black people need nothing of the sort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If it be true that there are an appreciable number of Negro youth in the land capable by character and talent to receive that higher training, the end of which is culture, and if the two and a half thousand who have had something of this training in the past have in the main proved themselves useful to their race and generation, the question then comes, What place in the future development of the South might the Negro college and college-bred man to occupy? That the present social separation and acute race sensitiveness must eventually yield to the influences of culture as the South grows civilized is clear. But such transformation calls for singular wisdom and patience. If, while the healing of this vast sore is progressing, the races are to live for many years side by side, united in economic effort, obeying a common government, sensitive to mutual thought and feeling, yet subtly and silently separate in many matters of deeper human intimacy -- if this unusual and dangerous development is to progress amid peace and order, mutual respect and growing intelligence, it will call for social surgery at once the delicatest and nicest in modern history. It will demand broad-minded, upright men both white and black, and in its final accomplishment American civilization will triumph. So far as white men are concerned, this fact is to-day being recognized in the South, and a happy renaissance of university education seems imminent. But the very voices that cry Hail! to this good work are, strange to relate, largely silent or antagonistic to the higher education of the Negro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Strange to relate! for this is certain, no secure civilization can be built in the South with the Negro as an ignorant, turbulent proletariat. Suppose we seek to remedy this by making them laborers and nothing more: they are not fools, they have tasted of the Tree of Life, and they will not cease to think, will not cease attempting to read the riddle of the world. By taking away their best equipped teachers and leaders, by slamming the door of opportunity in the faces of their bolder and brighter minds, will you make them satisfied with their&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-296-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lot? or will you not rather transfer their leading from the hands of men taught to think to the hands of untrained demagogues? We ought not to forget that despite the pressure of poverty, and despite the active discouragement and even ridicule of friends, the demand for higher training steadily increases among Negro youth: there were, in the years from 1875 to 1880, twenty-two Negro graduates from Northern colleges; from 1885 to 1895 there were forty-three, and from 1895 to 1900, nearly 100 graduates. From Southern Negro colleges there were, in the same three periods, 143, 413, and over 500 graduates. Here, then, is the plain thirst for training; by refusing to give this Talented Tenth the key to knowledge can any sane man imagine that they will lightly lay aside their yearning and contentedly become hewers of wood and drawers of water?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   No. The dangerously clear logic of the Negro's position will more and more loudly assert itself in that day when increasing wealth and more intricate social organization preclude the South from being, as it so largely is, simply an armed camp for intimidating black folk. Such waste of energy cannot be spared if the South is to catch up with civilization. And as the black third of the land grows in thrift and skill, unless skillfully guided in its larger philosophy, it must more and more brood over the red past and the creeping, crooked present, until it grasps a gospel of revolt and revenge and throws its new-found energies athwart the current of advance. Even to-day the masses of the Negroes see all too clearly the anomalies of their position and the moral crookedness of yours. You may marshal strong indictments against them, but their counter-cries, lacking though they be in formal logic, have burning truths within them which you may not wholly ignore, O Southern Gentlemen! If you deplore their presence here, they ask, Who brought us? When you shriek, Deliver us from the vision of intermarriage, they answer, that legal marriage is infinitely better than systematic concubinage and prostitution. And if in just fury you accuse their vagabonds of violating women, they also in fury quite as just may wail: the rape which your gentlemen have done against helpless black women in defiance of your own laws is written on the foreheads of two millions of mulattoes, and written in ineffaceable blood. And finally, when you fasten crime upon this race as its peculiar trait, they answer that slavery was the arch-crime, and lynching and lawlessness its twin abortion; that color and race are not crimes, and yet they it is which in this land receive most unceasing condemnation, North, East, South, and West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I will not say such arguments are wholly justified -- I will not insist that there is no other side to the shield; but I do say that of the nine millions of Negroes in this nation, there is scarcely one out of the cradle to whom these arguments do not daily present themselves in the guise of terrible truth. I insist that the question of the future is how best to keep these millions from brooding over the wrongs of the past and the difficulties of the present, so that all their energies may be bent toward a cheerful striving and cooperation with their white neighbors toward a larger, juster, and fuller future. That one wise method of doing this lies in the closer knitting of the Negro to the great industrial possibilities of the South is a great truth. And this the common schools and the manual training and trade schools are working to accomplish. But these alone are not enough. The foundations of knowledge in this race, as in others, must be sunk deep in the college and university if we would build a solid, permanent structure. Internal problems of social advance must inevitably come, -- problems of work and wages, of families and homes, of morals and the true valuing of the things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-297-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of life; and all these and other inevitable problems of civilization the Negro must meet and solve largely for himself, by reason of his isolation; and can there be any possible solution other than by study and thought and an appeal to the rich experience of the past? Is there not, with such a group and in such a crisis, infinitely more danger to be apprehended from half-trained minds and shallow thinking than from over-education and over-refinement? Surely we have wit enough to found a Negro college so manned and equipped as to steer successfully between the dilettante and the fool. We shall hardly induce black men to believe that if their bellies be full it matters little about their brains. They already dimly perceive that the paths of peace winding between honest toil and dignified manhood call for the guidance of skilled thinkers, the loving, reverent comradeship between the black lowly and black men emancipated by training and culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The function of the Negro college then is clear: it must maintain the standards of popular education, it must seek the social regeneration of the Negro, and it must help in the solution of problems of race contact and cooperation. And finally, beyond all this, it must develop men. Above our modern socialism, and out of the worship of the mass, must persist and evolve that higher individualism which the centres of culture protect; there must come a loftier respect for the sovereign human soul that seeks to know itself and the world about it; that seeks a freedom for expansion and self-development; that will love and hate and labor in its own way, untrammeled alike by old and new. Such souls aforetime have inspired and guided worlds, and if we be not wholly bewitched by our Rhine-gold, they shall again. Herein the longing of black men must have respect: the rich and bitter depth of their experience, the unknown treasures of their inner life, the strange rendings of nature they have seen, may give the world new points of view and make their loving, living, and doing precious to all human hearts. And to themselves in these the days that try their souls the chance to soar in the dim blue air above the smoke is to their finer spirits boon and guerdon for what they lose on earth by being black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I sit with Shakespeare and he winces not. Across the color line I move arm in arm with Balzac and Dumas, where smiling men and welcoming women glide in gilded halls. From out the caves of Evening that swing between the strong-limbed earth and the tracery of the stars, I summon Aristotle and Aurelius and what soul I will, and they come all graciously with no scorn nor condescension. So, wed with Truth, I dwell above the Veil. Is this the life you grudge us, O knightly America? Is this the life you long to change into the dull red hideousness of Georgia? Are you so afraid lest peering from this high Pisgah, between Philistine and Amalekite, we sight the Promised Land?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W. E. Burghardt Du Bois.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-623585954754731810?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/623585954754731810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=623585954754731810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/623585954754731810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/623585954754731810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/02/brother-web-dubois.html' title='Brother W.E.B. DuBois'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-2814687598007906255</id><published>2008-02-23T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T18:41:52.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renewal?</title><content type='html'>Our life is about renewal.  We move or we die.  Each generation, and each people have the same battles to fight.  Freemasons have often been in the forefront of these fights, and continue to be today.  Forty five years ago, we were in the midst of working toward a vision of equality and peace.  Brother Medgar Evars had been murdered.  More would come. Other brothers would be beaten and jailed for both of these struggles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R8DYtXrEi9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/7o1PwY_sJzw/s1600-h/evers_medgar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R8DYtXrEi9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/7o1PwY_sJzw/s400/evers_medgar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170370646181710802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Dylan wrote many of the anthems of these movements.  Forty Five years ago, he performed this at the Newport Folk Festival for the first time along with Joan Baez, Peter, Paul and Mary, Pete Seegar and others.  All looked so young and clean cut.  The hope of the old left was expressed in these songs, and continues to be for this old lefty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How many roads must a man walk down&lt;br /&gt;Before you call him a man?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail&lt;br /&gt;Before she sleeps in the sand?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly&lt;br /&gt;Before they're forever banned?&lt;br /&gt;The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;The answer is blowin' in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times must a man look up&lt;br /&gt;Before he can see the sky?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have&lt;br /&gt;Before he can hear people cry?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows&lt;br /&gt;That too many people have died?&lt;br /&gt;The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;The answer is blowin' in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many years can a mountain exist&lt;br /&gt;Before it's washed to the sea?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist&lt;br /&gt;Before they're allowed to be free?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head,&lt;br /&gt;Pretending he just doesn't see?&lt;br /&gt;The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;The answer is blowin' in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember singing and playing this song in the Washington National Cathedral, after a sermon wherein Dylan was named a prophet.  I was shaken by this, and I have no doubt Dylan would have been also, and would still refuse this.  Much later I read a book entitled, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Prophets, the Conscience of Israel&lt;/span&gt;.  Seen in this light, Bob Dylan wrote prophesy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our fraternity has been filled with prophets from its inception.  Who are they now?  time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-2814687598007906255?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/2814687598007906255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=2814687598007906255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2814687598007906255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2814687598007906255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/02/renewal.html' title='Renewal?'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R8DYtXrEi9I/AAAAAAAAAPc/7o1PwY_sJzw/s72-c/evers_medgar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-6774953313630683103</id><published>2008-02-10T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T09:45:57.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Negative Campaigning</title><content type='html'>With the primary season in full swing, I felt it necessary to alert us all to this information:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7M-cmNdiFuI&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7M-cmNdiFuI&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i72vGaB3ABw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i72vGaB3ABw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vital stuff to consider in our existencial decision making.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-6774953313630683103?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/6774953313630683103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=6774953313630683103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/6774953313630683103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/6774953313630683103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/02/negative-campaigning.html' title='Negative Campaigning'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-5209505321273577470</id><published>2008-02-01T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T10:33:07.950-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jungle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roosevelt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panama'/><title type='text'>Brother Theodore Roosevelt</title><content type='html'>President and Brother Theodore Roosevelt.  This video is an introduction to his acts and programs in office.  Bro. Theodore never liked to be called "Teddy," and no friend ever did.  The name stuck because it seems so homely and chummy.  This is from the History Channel; there is a commercial in the begining, but hold on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?mkt=en-GB&amp;brand=&amp;vid=64447ddf-65ee-413b-aa7e-0490d63537d5" target="_new" title="The Presidents: Teddy Roosevelt - Legacy"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img1.catalog.video.msn.com/image.aspx?uuid=64447ddf65ee413baa7e0490d63537d5&amp;w=136&amp;h=102" border=0 alt="The Presidents: Teddy Roosevelt - Legacy" width=112 height=84&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Presidents: Teddy Roosevelt - Legacy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-5209505321273577470?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/5209505321273577470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=5209505321273577470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5209505321273577470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5209505321273577470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/02/brother-theodore-roosevelt.html' title='Brother Theodore Roosevelt'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-8051608597342813271</id><published>2008-01-27T11:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:39:39.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan Allen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When I was in school, I learned that Ethan Allen was a military leader, and that's about all.&amp;#160; This clip shows a different side of the man, and tells a lot about how influential the thinking of the enlightenment was in America during the 18th Century.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;from:&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;Reason, The Only Oracle of Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Allan believed that the universe was created by God, but beyond that there was little that could be known about the nature of God except what could be learned through the study of the natural world through science.    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;In the circle of my acquaintance, (which has not been small,a) I have generally been denominated a Deist, the reality of which I never disputed, being conscious I an no Christian, except mere infant baptism make me one;.&amp;#8221;    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;The desire of knowledge has engaged the attention of the wise and curious among mankind in all ages which has been productive of extending the arts and sciences far and wide in the several quarters of the globe, and excited the contemplative to explore nature&amp;#8217;s laws in a gradual series of improvement, until philosophy, astronomy, geography, and history, with many other branches of science, have arrived to a great degree of perfection.&amp;#8221;     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;An unjust composition never fails to contain error and falsehood. Therefore an unjust connection of ideas is not derived from nature, but from the imperfect composition of mind-. Disconnection of ideas is the same as misjudging, and has no positive existence, being merely a creature of the imagination; but nature and truth are real and uniform; and the rational mind by reasoning, discerns the uniformity, and is thereby enabled to make a just composition of ideas, which will stand the test of truth. But the fantastical illuminations of the credulous and superstitious part of mankind, proceed from weakness, and as far as they take place in the world subvert the religion of Reason, NATURE and TRUTH..&amp;#8221;, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- Reason: The Only Oracle of Man &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-8051608597342813271?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/8051608597342813271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=8051608597342813271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8051608597342813271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8051608597342813271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/ethan-allen.html' title='Ethan Allen'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-7487797107822303599</id><published>2008-01-27T11:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:30:23.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guam Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/sbrettell/R5zby1-mgAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/wcRFQnD67Ik/image%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="218" alt="image" src="http://lh5.google.com/sbrettell/R5zbzl-mgBI/AAAAAAAAAHc/iozfPPxv1p8/image_thumb%5B1%5D" width="403" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-7487797107822303599?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/7487797107822303599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=7487797107822303599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7487797107822303599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7487797107822303599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/guam-visit_9432.html' title='Guam Visit'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-5843726000740316079</id><published>2008-01-27T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:15:50.367-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ethan Allen'/><title type='text'>Apology</title><content type='html'>I have been trying out a new composing program for my blog, and the last two posts I thought I had made, were not just lost, but messed up the whole layout of my blog.  I apologize to any who have come looking for the information I thought was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be trying to clear up the mess today, and try to recreate the missing posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Brettell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-5843726000740316079?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/5843726000740316079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=5843726000740316079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5843726000740316079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5843726000740316079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/apology.html' title='Apology'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-3229244955501955783</id><published>2008-01-27T07:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T07:15:36.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guam Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-3229244955501955783?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/3229244955501955783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=3229244955501955783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/3229244955501955783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/3229244955501955783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/guam-visit_27.html' title='Guam Visit'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-73740007064131772</id><published>2008-01-26T17:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T17:25:35.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan Allen, Reason, the Only Oracle of Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ran across an interesting bit of information about Ethan Allen, commander of the Green Mountain Boys.  We only read of him as a battle leader, not as a philosopher.  This bit reveals a lot about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; the spirit of the enlightenment in early America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;			&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-73740007064131772?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/73740007064131772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=73740007064131772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/73740007064131772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/73740007064131772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/ethan-allen-reason-only-oracle-of-man.html' title='Ethan Allen, Reason, the Only Oracle of Man'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-5918656476073005271</id><published>2008-01-17T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:42:05.760-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hackle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bucktail'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='streamer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly tying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trout'/><title type='text'>Streamer Tips I Couldn't Figger Out on My Own And also a Moral</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R5AHa1bdcfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rhDXMczb4EM/s1600-h/american%2520beauty%2520-%2520ruane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R5AHa1bdcfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rhDXMczb4EM/s200/american%2520beauty%2520-%2520ruane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156629730939466226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an &lt;strong&gt;American Beauty &lt;/strong&gt;Streamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made of &lt;a href="http://www.rainbowfeatherco.com/Chicken.htm"&gt;feathers &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.flyfisherman.com/ftb/ssmaterials/index12.html"&gt;bucktail&lt;/a&gt;, with Jungle Cock cheeks, a tinsel body, and a red hackle beard.  This type of streamer imitates bait fish, and catches big aggresive trout, pike and bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tip I got the other day can be translated to a lot of flies, such as &lt;a href="http://www.flyfisherman.com/ftb/lkdeceiver/"&gt;Lefty's Deceiver &lt;/a&gt;All of these hackle type flies require the pairing of feathers evenly on either side of the hook.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Select matching feathers that curve in opposite directions when laid out on the table.  They should be just a bit longer than the hook shank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Select a couple of &lt;a href="http://www.globalflyfisher.com/staff/petti/garage/woodduck/"&gt;duck flank feathers&lt;/a&gt; to make the cheeks, and a couple of &lt;a href="http://www.fishermensfeathers.com/usa/"&gt;jungle cock &lt;/a&gt;feathers, or stick on eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where the fun part comes in:  glue the feathers into individual stacks using super glue, and allow to dry.  After this, tying them on the hook is easy as pie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apply the tinsel and any ribbing you choose on the hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place one feather bundle on either side of the hook, about one eye distance away from the eye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tie in some red hackle barbs as a beard; and form a good smooth head and apply varnish.  Red hackle beards resemble gills, and seem to work better than other colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These streamers can be tied in any size from a size 12 to a 2/0.  They catch fish, are pretty, and fun to tie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attractors and imitators fill our lives.  We are attracted to people and organizations because of what we believe we can gain from them.  We are erotic beings.  Eros is love for that from which we can derive benefit.  Nothing wrong with that.  Nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are often attracted to imitators rather than the real thing.  Imitations often are flashier and more alluring than the real thing.  Substance lasts; imitations pass away quickly.  Look for substance in associates as well as things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often want to have, and want people to see that we have, and too often don't care how we get it.  We cheat on exams, we break speeding laws, we tell white and other lies when we feel cornered.  In extreme cases we break serious laws; attack our fellows and take what they have gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro. Theodore Roosevelt said that it is perfectly correct for the rich to have a mansion and a yacht, and a big car.  To have a fur coat and nice shoes.  But it isn't all right for the rich to have two, three or four mansions, cars, yachts, coats and pairs of shoes when their fellows have none.  When those duplicates are acquired by less than ethical means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should give thanks for what we have; we should strive for more; we must use our increase to benefit our brothers and sisters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-5918656476073005271?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/5918656476073005271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=5918656476073005271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5918656476073005271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5918656476073005271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/streamer-tips-i-couldnt-figger-out-on.html' title='Streamer Tips I Couldn&apos;t Figger Out on My Own And also a Moral'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R5AHa1bdcfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/rhDXMczb4EM/s72-c/american%2520beauty%2520-%2520ruane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-3559768407461490477</id><published>2008-01-14T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T17:31:07.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tracks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinosaurs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maryland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><title type='text'>Fly Fishing for Dinosaurs</title><content type='html'>The Washington &lt;em&gt;Times&lt;/em&gt; has published an article about a different thing to be on the lookout for when fishing in the D.C. Area.  Giant man-eating dinosaurs!!!  Or at least their tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinosaur tracker unearths big surprises&lt;br /&gt;By Sarah Karush&lt;br /&gt;January 14, 2008 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past thirteen years, Ray Stanford has amassed an unprecedented collection of 112-year-old footprints, like the one from a sauropod (above) that once roamed what is now Maryland. (Associated Press)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ASSOCIATED PRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ray Stanford pulls into the lot of a fast-food restaurant in College Park and parks at the back. Wearing high rubber boots and carrying a backpack, he makes his way through the brush and down to a stream bank littered with cups and wrappers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has come to track dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the full article go to &lt;a href="http://www.washingtontimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080114/METRO/594076783"&gt;The Washington Times&lt;/a&gt;The Washigton Times&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-3559768407461490477?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/3559768407461490477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=3559768407461490477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/3559768407461490477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/3559768407461490477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/fly-fishing-for-dinosaurs.html' title='Fly Fishing for Dinosaurs'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-3456885812381304835</id><published>2008-01-11T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T10:25:10.046-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eagle Scout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freemasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington D.C.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gerald Ford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy Scouts'/><title type='text'>Bro. Gerry Ford</title><content type='html'>President Gerald Ford could be considered my brother on more than one front. We didn't share much in the way of political beliefs, but we shared much in the way of philosophical ones. Just the method of application was ascew. Gerald Ford and I were both Eagle Scouts, and we were both Freemasons. This is a video of a newsconfrence covering a memorial service for President Ford by the Grand Lodge of Washington D.C. It pretty much speaks for itself. It does show our unity in diversity pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://twtmag.ning.com/xn_resources/widgets/video/flvplayer/flvplayer.swf?v=2.1%3A2099" FlashVars="config_url=http%3A%2F%2Ftwtmag.ning.com%2Fvideo%2Fvideo%2FshowPlayerConfig%3Fid%3D1698387%253AVideo%253A12722%26x%3DPPNDrMvQAfEeE8YyT7IiQ0o66WXQGdhS&amp;amp;autoplay=off" width="426" height="348" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://twtmag.ning.com/video/video"&gt;Find more videos like this on &lt;em&gt;The Working Tools Magazine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-3456885812381304835?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/3456885812381304835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=3456885812381304835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/3456885812381304835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/3456885812381304835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/bro-gerry-ford.html' title='Bro. Gerry Ford'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-9191337045606903468</id><published>2008-01-05T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T18:33:45.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bit on Symbolism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R4A9llbdceI/AAAAAAAAAHE/A6T00v2sohU/s1600-h/sboard13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152185689623589346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R4A9llbdceI/AAAAAAAAAHE/A6T00v2sohU/s200/sboard13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Freemasonry is full of symbols. In many of our lodges some of the symbolic items are not emphasised the way they once were. an example of this is the Tracing Board, which used to be shown in most lodges. It was decended from the planning board upon which the Master of Works on a building project would trace out the days work. What would be blue prints today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In symbolic Masonry, they present a plan for life, and usually are specific to a particular degree or activity. To the right is a modern example.  I will not go into the symbolism at this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had an American Lit. Prof. who insisted that when we read, we should "think fat." That most of us "think thin." What he meant is to try to see the broadest possible interpretation of the words, music or picture that we are presented with. This is in keeping with the meaning of &lt;i&gt;LOGOS&lt;/i&gt;, the Greek word for word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOGOS&lt;/i&gt;is the word used in the Gospel of John, where it is said, "In the begining was the Word." It carries a very broad meaning, including all of the meanings of all of the people who have used the word throughout time. For example, what can water stand for? Water will drown you, so it's death; you can't live without water, so it's life; water is changable; water is bright; water is dark; water flows and yields; water disolves everything; water destroys and builds.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's the technological nature of our society that induces us to want precise meanings. This hasn't always been the case. English is a particularly rich language with more words than any other European language, and more ambiguity in its grammar than most.&lt;br /&gt;One problem with English is that its grammar comes from trying to shoe-horn Latin grammar into it. It makes it full of holes, but those holes can be filled with meaning if we "Think Fat."&lt;br /&gt;The same can be said for pictures. They are rich in both specific and implicit meanings. A good example is Breugel's painting of &lt;i&gt;The Kermesse&lt;/i&gt;, which shows a party on the feast of St. George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://api.ning.com/files/IhooV-KRmxZX0LvvTTDjHDFb3Xza3HnjU2rhszPwt4Y_/TheKermesseoftheFeastofStGeorgeGicleePrintC12631177.jpg?width=300" alt="" width="300" height="224" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at the painting, there are circles inside circles throughout the picture. The people aren't just dancing, they are engaged in all of the activities of life, not just play, but eating, working, dancing, having sex, drinking and cooking. The houses and dishes are shown. The costumes are detailed. The faces are round, the dancing is in circles, the plates are round, and the openings on the wagon are round. Notice the illustration on the banner. Doesn't it look much like a tracing board? What do we know about circles?&lt;br /&gt;What I'm saying is that the picture is ripe with symbols. People in the days that our fraternity was born were excited by symbols. In a semi-literate society they conveyed meaning beyond the obvious; to the literate they recalled leassons read; to a society with secrets they sent messages to those in the know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-9191337045606903468?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/9191337045606903468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=9191337045606903468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/9191337045606903468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/9191337045606903468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/bit-on-symbolism.html' title='A Bit on Symbolism'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R4A9llbdceI/AAAAAAAAAHE/A6T00v2sohU/s72-c/sboard13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-5104845846084554700</id><published>2008-01-05T15:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T15:37:07.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear and Trembling</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/sbrettell/R4AUoFbdccI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BeKEetslTpY/munch_scream%5B4%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="munch_scream" src="http://lh4.google.com/sbrettell/R4AUolbdcdI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MKEY2SVa_G0/munch_scream_thumb%5B2%5D" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Soren Kierkegaard in his work, &lt;em&gt;Fear and Trembling, the Sickness Unto Death,&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt; speaks of the existential anxiety engendered by change.&amp;#160; In his more extensive work on Anxiety, he said:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&amp;#8220;However, in regard to all this, one has to wait for the appearance of individuals who, despite outward gifts, do not choose the broad way but rather the pain, the distress, and the anxiety in which they religiously call to mind what meanwhile they lose, as it were, namely, what is too seductive to possess. Such a struggle is indubitably very exhausting, because there will come moments when they almost regret having begun it and recall with melancholy, at times possibly unto despair, the smiling life that would have opened before them had they pursued the immediate inclination of their talent. Nevertheless, in the extreme terror of distress, when it is as though all were lost because the way along which he would advance is impassible, and the smiling way of talent is cut off from him by his own act, the person who is aware will indubitably hear a voice saying: Well done, my son! Just keep on, for he who loses all, gains all.&amp;#8221; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Those who move into and through this fear and anxiety gains all.&amp;#160; We have experienced crisis and fear forever.&amp;#160; The twentieth century seems to have carried more than its share.&amp;#160; The twenty first looks like it will have its own load.&amp;#160; Al Gore, in &lt;em&gt;The Attack on Reason,&lt;/em&gt; says that this emphasis on crisis makes us more controllable.&amp;#160; Our division into class, race, religion or region is driven by this fear and trembling.&amp;#160; Keep us worried and we'll be easily guided.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Gore says that education which encourages reason is the answer to this anxiety.&amp;#160; This is how we can move into and through the fear.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-5104845846084554700?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/5104845846084554700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=5104845846084554700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5104845846084554700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5104845846084554700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/fear-and-trembling.html' title='Fear and Trembling'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-8623478547252931980</id><published>2008-01-02T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T20:58:25.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good New Film</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Freemasons of Indiana have put out a good film about the Craft. It can be found at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tryfreemasonry.com/video.php"&gt;http://www.tryfreemasonry.com/video.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-8623478547252931980?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/8623478547252931980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=8623478547252931980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8623478547252931980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8623478547252931980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-new-film.html' title='Good New Film'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-992368444577621900</id><published>2008-01-02T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:26:42.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tao of Masonry: Jim is In!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://masonictao.blogspot.com/2008/01/jim-is-in.html"&gt;The Tao of Masonry: Jim is In!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-992368444577621900?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://masonictao.blogspot.com/2008/01/jim-is-in.html' title='The Tao of Masonry: Jim is In!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/992368444577621900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=992368444577621900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/992368444577621900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/992368444577621900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/tao-of-masonry-jim-is-in.html' title='The Tao of Masonry: Jim is In!'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-468057648225988879</id><published>2008-01-01T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T18:15:54.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R3rztFbdcZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QfAIj9g-Vw8/s1600-h/New_Year_08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150697079728599442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R3rztFbdcZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QfAIj9g-Vw8/s320/New_Year_08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AIN'T IT COOL THAT WE'VE MADE IT THIS FAR!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-468057648225988879?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/468057648225988879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=468057648225988879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/468057648225988879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/468057648225988879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008.html' title='HAPPY 2008'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R3rztFbdcZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/QfAIj9g-Vw8/s72-c/New_Year_08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-4187707659547620474</id><published>2007-12-29T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T07:06:40.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loss and Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Message by George Carlin:   (This is a false attribution.  The actual author is Dr. Bob Moorehead, Pastor of Seattle's Overlake Christian Church)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Fr eeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and those of us that pray, pray too seldom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't send this to at least 8 people....Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Carlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-4187707659547620474?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/4187707659547620474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=4187707659547620474' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/4187707659547620474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/4187707659547620474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/12/loss-and-hope.html' title='Loss and Hope'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-8483740412281159477</id><published>2007-12-27T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T08:39:51.172-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pakistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bhuto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assassination'/><title type='text'>Bhuto Assasination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R3PP2VbdcWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fx2qY-nhwIs/s1600-h/187px-Benazir_Bhutto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148687331386814818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R3PP2VbdcWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fx2qY-nhwIs/s200/187px-Benazir_Bhutto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's so sad to hear of the assassination of Ms. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Benazir_Bhutto"&gt;Benazir Buhto&lt;/a&gt;. It seems singularly ironic that during the festival commemorating the offering of Isaac by his father, Abraham, &lt;em&gt;Eid-al-Ad&lt;/em&gt; that we should be reminded of the continuous sacrifices being made daily on the altars of intolerance and hatred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is sad, not just for the statement of the politics of violence that plagues this important U.S. ally, but the loss of a brave person to monstrous passion. She must have known of the danger of returning to Pakistan, and she still felt called to try to return democracy to her country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Agree with her politics or not, we are all diminished and endangered by this act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-8483740412281159477?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/8483740412281159477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=8483740412281159477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8483740412281159477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8483740412281159477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/12/bhuto-assasination.html' title='Bhuto Assasination'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R3PP2VbdcWI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Fx2qY-nhwIs/s72-c/187px-Benazir_Bhutto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-5708877171041819832</id><published>2007-12-21T07:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T08:19:36.829-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nymph fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indicator'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='float'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harmony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nymph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freemason'/><title type='text'>Fishing Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I went fly fishing on last Tuesday.  It was cold.  Cold enough that I got ice in my mustache.  It's been a while since I had that experience.  I hate to think what made the ice, but it's a nifty phenomenon.  I thought that this fishing trip would be about as productive as fishing in a bucket in my back yard, but I went ahead.  The sky was gray, the water was crystal clear and very, very still.  No sign of fish on the surface, so searching was in order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recently I've really been enjoying nymph fishing.  For those of you who aren't fly fishermen, nymphs are the underwater form of the flies that we usually try to imitate in fly fishing.  Most of the flies you see over and around water are very short lived creatures in the air, but have lives of one to two years under water.   Under water they are fearsome predators; in the air they are harmless and beautiful, there only to make love and die.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nymphing is blind hunting.  The fisher turns over rocks to see what kind of critters are living in the water, and then tries to match these with something from his tackle box.  (boy, I just noticed how many masculine pronouns I'm using, but "his/hers or theirs" or whatever is so awkward, so just assume the masculine is embracing the feminine)  These little bugs are usually very alien looking.  Most of mine are what are called "attractors" rather than imitations.  They are generic.  Here's a picture:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/sbrettell/R2vhNlbdcUI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WXd2X2N3Ga8/beadhead2%5B2%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="138" alt="beadhead2" src="http://lh5.google.com/sbrettell/R2vhOFbdcVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fhM--gcIqXU/beadhead2_thumb" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's this supposed to look like?  Just about anything crawling or swimming around under water.  The feathers near the head look like legs, I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many fishermen attach a small float above the nymph, that lets them know if a fish has grabbed it.  I usually don't.  I can feel the tug or resistance, and it's usually just a light drag on the line, when a fish takes the bait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How does this apply to Freemasonry?  In many ways.  First, there's brotherhood.  Most flyfishermen are friendly to other, brother flyfishermen.  Most act with courtesy and are more than willing to chat and give advice; my experience is that most will share information on their favorite places to fish and how to catch fish there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another similarity to Freemasonry is harmony.  There's the harmony mentioned above, but there's also harmony with the environment.  When fly fishing, you are deep in nature.  Fly fishing is sometimes called "the silent sport," because there's none of the motor noises, none of the splashing and bashing of lures, or the buzzing of lines; none of the jerking the fish out of the water.  The fly fisherman needs to know the water and the animals in it:  the bugs and the little fish as well as the fish being targeted.  He sees and hears the water, the trees (or he gets tangled up in them) and the birds and other animals around about.  The fly fisherman is immersed in harmony with nature.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another similarity is service.  Fly fishermen along with other fishermen are conservationists.  We are dependent on clean, cold water to find the fish we seek.  We work to preserve the environment.  We learn some of the more esoteric aspects of environmentalism, that others might not consider, such as the negative affect of ski areas on the aquifer, or how to sweeten an acid stream.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I find nymphing is also analogous to Masonry in that it is a seeking.  Often a seeking in the dark, or through the mystery of the water's surface.  You are blind to what is going on with your bait, and blind to what affect it is having on the others in the stream.  Your conductor is in your fingertips, guiding by touch on the rod and line.  You are connected to this world by a line wrapped around your hand, and only when notified by a tug on the line is the hoodwink removed, and some light admitted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally, there is always something else to learn in Freemasonry and Fly fishing.  Learning from the tradition, and learning from the young Turks.  Innovation and tradition blend in both.  Service and harmony and brotherhood will preserve them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-5708877171041819832?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/5708877171041819832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=5708877171041819832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5708877171041819832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5708877171041819832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/12/fishing-report.html' title='Fishing Report'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-943451873254394742</id><published>2007-12-10T17:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T17:31:58.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Courier New"&gt;There's been an advertisement on the radio recently about an old lady who lives alone.&amp;#160; Her neighbors think about calling or visiting, but they don't.&amp;#160; The narrator goes on to say that the lady almost had her first warm meal in a week, and almost got help to get to the doctor, and almost got to go out and have friends.&amp;#160; But no one called, so none of this happened.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/sbrettell/R13ojLczh6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/eu5CGcMRX50/aw22_3%5B3%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="156" alt="empty lodge room" src="http://lh3.google.com/sbrettell/R13ojrczh7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/vu_RWKiOMPo/aw22_3_thumb%5B1%5D" width="244" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In our lodge, there are nearly 300 names on our roles.&amp;#160; 7-15 People come to most meetings.&amp;#160; More come to special meetings, and many more, up to 100 (including guests) come to really special events, like installations, and events that have big meals attached.&amp;#160; Why are there so many at the special events?&amp;#160; Why are there so few at the regular meetings?&amp;#160; It's because someone called and invited the people to the special events; it's because these events have special programs that involve and interest people, and they're told that they're going to happen.&amp;#160; Regular meetings aren't even shown &lt;a href="http://www.birminghamlodge188.org/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;on our website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our Worshipful Master had a program planned for alternative educational meetings regularly, and regular social events.&amp;#160; One or two of these happened.&amp;#160; They were pretty well attended.&amp;#160; Special people were invited, and they brought guests too.&amp;#160; The key word is &lt;u&gt;INVITED&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When asked why we don't invite the brothers on our roles who never come, there are many reasons why it won't work.&amp;#160; All the methods of inviting them require work.&amp;#160; The brothers are too old; they're not interested; no one knows them; they don't know anyone; it ain't done that way here.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Which brings me back to the advertisement I opened with.&amp;#160; How many are like that old lady?&amp;#160; How many are waiting to be told they're wanted?&amp;#160; How many have no way to get there?&amp;#160; How many need a visit?&amp;#160; How many need to have Friendship and Brotherly Love expressed and shown to them?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So you're a Freemason, so what?&amp;#160; What's next?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-943451873254394742?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/943451873254394742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=943451873254394742' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/943451873254394742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/943451873254394742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/12/service.html' title='Service'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-1510468135398965196</id><published>2007-12-05T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T17:29:19.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='domestic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='principle'/><title type='text'>On Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I have a little girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;basset&lt;/span&gt; hound named Ginny. Most of the dogs I've owned in my life have been hounds, and quite a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bassets&lt;/span&gt;. Actually, I guess she's a woman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;basset&lt;/span&gt; hound, because she's about six years old. Middle age for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;basset&lt;/span&gt;. Ginny came to us when she was five years old. She had been part of a hunting pack, and had been engaged in field trials all of her life to that point. She has a great voice and a good nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Ginny lived outside in a kennel all her life until she came to live with us. She lived with a guy-dog named Phantom, because he looked like the Phantom of the Opera, with 1/2 his face white. Phantom, due to a bad experience with surgery, became somewhat neurotic. He was afraid of adults, and took out his frustrations on Ginny. Domestic violence got so bad that she had to be spayed. She has a shredded ear and a scar on her nose as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Well a spayed dog is of little value to a breeder, and there is a belief that neutered dogs don't hunt as well as those that are intact. So Ginny was to be disposed of, and we entered the picture at the right moment. And Ginny came home with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;No one at my house was totally happy with this arrangement. The boys wanted some big manly dog, and my wife wanted a little cute dog, and Ginny ain't either of these. The cats weren't very happy either. Ginny had never lived in a house, and hadn't even been beyond the basement in her whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R1dMgHh2SsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/DuvCcyk1S7k/s1600-h/ginnygrin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140661614327253698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R1dMgHh2SsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/DuvCcyk1S7k/s200/ginnygrin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Long story short: Ginny has a new job. She isn't chasing bunnies or dropping litters. Her job now is protecting the family from the evil sofa. She holds it down all day, so it can't get to us and do us damage.  This is a picture of Ginny at work.  She even has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Myspace&lt;/span&gt; account.  Life is very different for Ginny now.  I think we have made her more comfortable, and that she's enjoying life better.  I think we have served this little critter in a way it would be good for all of us to be served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;What do we want in life?  Security, friends, a bit of comfort.  And the opportunity to serve.  You know, by allowing ourselves to be served, we are serving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Brother Joseph Smith, Jr. said that friendship is one of the most basic principles of life and religion.  It is one of the most excellent tenets of our institution as well.  "I do not dwell on your faults, and you shall not upon mine. Charity, which is love, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;covereth&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;multitude&lt;/span&gt; of sins, and I have covered all the faults among you."(Documentary History of the Church, 5:401). We don't dwell on Ginny's faults and she doesn't on us.  The prettiest thing would be to have no faults, but until then, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;forgive&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-1510468135398965196?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/1510468135398965196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=1510468135398965196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/1510468135398965196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/1510468135398965196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-service.html' title='On Service'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R1dMgHh2SsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/DuvCcyk1S7k/s72-c/ginnygrin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-2438242304681854984</id><published>2007-11-22T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T18:14:34.354-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Solomons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Georgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Savannah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oglethorpe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prince Hall'/><title type='text'>Have a Great Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm having a great Thanksgiving, and I hope you all are too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying at my youngest son's home in Savannah Georgia. It's the first time my wife or I have been to Savannah, and we're both in love with the looks of the city. We of course don't know the real character of the city, but it looks wonderful. The people we've met are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;consistently&lt;/span&gt; friendly and helpful, and the city is kept neat and clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I've been visiting Masonic sites around the city, where I can find them, and of course, they've all been closed for the holidays. I've attached a couple of pictures that are interesting:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R0YyxKTZShI/AAAAAAAAAEA/50AJhkKrKyg/s1600-h/princehallplaque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135848245223311890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R0YyxKTZShI/AAAAAAAAAEA/50AJhkKrKyg/s320/princehallplaque.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is of a plaque commemorating Savannah as the home of Prince Hall Masonry in Georgia. It is on Bay Street, in Emmet Park, near Solomon's Lodge #1, F&amp;amp;AM Masons of Georgia, which shown here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Solomon's #1, F&amp;amp;AM, the longest operating lodge in America.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;General Oglethorpe, the founder of the colony of Georgia, was the First Grand Master of Masons in Georgia.  I think the date on this lodge was 1734.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R0Y1WKTZSiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PdIXQVmE37Y/s1600-h/solomon%231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135851079901727266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R0Y1WKTZSiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/PdIXQVmE37Y/s320/solomon%231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I love the way this city looks.  When I was at Solomon's #1, four bald eagles flew over, what could be better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lodge was being renovated, and is occupying the old cotton exchange building on Bay Street, also backing on the river.  I couldn't see inside, but the stained glass and new work looked great from outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was unable to contact any brothers in Savannah, which was disappointing, but so it goes.  It won't be my last trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-2438242304681854984?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/2438242304681854984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=2438242304681854984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2438242304681854984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2438242304681854984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/11/have-great-thanksgiving.html' title='Have a Great Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/R0YyxKTZShI/AAAAAAAAAEA/50AJhkKrKyg/s72-c/princehallplaque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-472657461513257322</id><published>2007-11-18T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T16:48:37.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On Friday, November 16, through Sunday, November 18, the Grand Lodge of AF&amp;amp;AM of Maryland's 221st Annual Communication was held.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was my third &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;attendance&lt;/span&gt; at Grand Lodge Communications, and I have always been impressed.  Not just by the pomp and circumstance, but by the content, both concrete and spiritual that I have experienced there.  This year was no exception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most Worshipful Grand Master John R. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Biggs&lt;/span&gt;, Jr.  sat in the East.  The meeting was started by Right Worshipful Deputy Grand Master Thomas M. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Velvin&lt;/span&gt;, Jr.  I won't go into the whole list of Grand Line Officers present, but there's always a bunch.  Six Past Grand Masters were present, along with a striking list of distinguished guests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Among the guests were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Grand Line (except for M.W. Gr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mstr&lt;/span&gt;., Shelton D. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Reddon&lt;/span&gt;, who had another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;commitment&lt;/span&gt;) of the Most Worshipful Prince Hall Grand Lodge of Maryland, lead by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;RW&lt;/span&gt; Deputy Grand Master Thomas H. Wise, Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Grand Line F.A.A.M. of the District of Columbia, headed up by MW Grand Master Robert B. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Heyat&lt;/span&gt;, P.G.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Grand Line of AF &amp;amp; AM of Delaware, headed by MW Grand Master, Earl L. Emerson, Jr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MW Grand Master Calvin K. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Keylar&lt;/span&gt; of Virginia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;RW&lt;/span&gt; Grand Master Ronald A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Aungst&lt;/span&gt;., Sr.,  from Pennsylvania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;RW&lt;/span&gt; Senior Grand Warden Dennis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Breheny&lt;/span&gt;, From New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;RW&lt;/span&gt; Senior Grand Warden William H. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Berman&lt;/span&gt;, New Jersey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;        MW Grand Secretary Larry S. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Plasket&lt;/span&gt;, P.G.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;        MW Grand Secretary Emeritus Raymond P. Bellini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;        MW Past Grand Master Raymond &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Vanden&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Berghe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MW Grand Master William L. Greene, from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Connecticut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MW Grand Master Calvin K. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Keylar&lt;/span&gt;, Vermont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;       MW Grand Secretary, Cedric L. Smith, P.G.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MW Grand Master Gerald S. Leighton, Maine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MW Past Grand Master Gary L. Atkinson, Ontario, Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MW Grand Master Arthur D. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Tunnell&lt;/span&gt;, New Mexico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In addition to these distinguished guests, there were invited guests from all of the collateral bodies in Maryland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I found the opening ceremonies moving and special when we all sang the Star Spangled Banner and Oh Canada (this has been the case in all the Grand Lodge Functions I've attended, since there have been Canadian visitors in each of them.  The Canadian Flag shared a place in the East with the flag of our country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another striking thing, that given the average age of our membership, may indicate the continuing interest and involvement of younger men in our institution, was that it looked like (and this is completely by sight:  totally unscientific) 30-50% of the men present were under 50 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I haven't been a Mason for very long, but all of my contacts with the Grand Lodge of Maryland have impressed me with the quality and spirit of the people I have encountered.  They have always been accessible and helpful, no matter what their position, up to and including the Grand Master.  The harmony of the institution is shown by the ease of voting.  Not that there aren't contests in the items brought up for vote; not that people don't have platforms to promote, but that the time spent in discussion and voting goes well and smoothly.  Not without griping about defeats, but with acceptance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Grand Lodge of Maryland is working toward the brotherhood of Freemasons in the Free State, and all of us are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;benefiting&lt;/span&gt; by it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-472657461513257322?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/472657461513257322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=472657461513257322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/472657461513257322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/472657461513257322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/11/annual-communication.html' title='Annual Communication'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-3298661689134307320</id><published>2007-11-14T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:33:36.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freemasons For Dummies: Cleveland is Burning Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://freemasonsfordummies.blogspot.com/2007/11/cleveland-is-burning-again.html"&gt;Freemasons For Dummies: Cleveland is Burning Again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-3298661689134307320?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://freemasonsfordummies.blogspot.com/2007/11/cleveland-is-burning-again.html' title='Freemasons For Dummies: Cleveland is Burning Again'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/3298661689134307320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=3298661689134307320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/3298661689134307320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/3298661689134307320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/11/freemasons-for-dummies-cleveland-is.html' title='Freemasons For Dummies: Cleveland is Burning Again'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-2821448827272047139</id><published>2007-11-14T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:26:57.891-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lao tzu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guilt commitment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evasion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obligation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bonhoeffer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agreement'/><title type='text'>Making and Keeping Agreements</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What is the result of breaking agreements? Who benefits by broken agreements?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life generally, and Masonic life specifically works within the context of making and keeping agreements. It's not that life will be guaranteed to work if we keep all our agreements, but if we are consious of our agreements and when and why we break them, we can have a window on why things aren't working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One clue to our attitude toward keeping agreements is our willingness to keep the ones we didn't consiously make, but which are our agreements nonetheless, based on our existence or membership. Such as the law of gravity. This may seem facetious, but I suggest it is a model for all agreements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We can fight against obeying the law of gravity; we can shout and wail against it. The physical universe will generally enforce it. We can try to break it. We can jump up and down, we can get in an airplance, but we always come down. We didn't vote on it. Our membership in life on earth imposes this agreement on us. Another example is our speed laws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When was the last time you actually drove under the speed limit? You didn't directly vote on this. It was imposed upon you. It is an agreement you have with the government of your state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dietrich Bonhoeffer, the theologian, father of "situational ethics," explored the question of what agreements it is possible for people to keep. He gave his life for this principle. Mr. Bonhoeffer wrote, in &lt;em&gt;Ethics, &lt;/em&gt;(1943), just months before he was executed for being part of the Abwher plot to murder Hitler, that it is impossible for a Christian to murder. When he murders, a person stops being a Christian. Also, it is sometimes necessary for a Person to murder another. It is necessary for that Person to realize that guilt acrues to the act of murder. He is no longer acting in Grace, no matter how good the motive, there is absolute guilt attached to this broken agreement. His Personhood demands what his Christianity prevents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When faced with this predicament, it is necessary to do what humanity demands, but to understand that it is still wrong from another point of view, and to rely on the loving forgiveness of God. This is of course from a theistic, specifically Christian point of view, but the same applies to less dramatic and more secular actions and results. In his book, &lt;em&gt;The Cost of Discipleship,&lt;/em&gt; Bonhoeffer said that "Cheap grace is our mortal enemy." Meaning that breaking our agreements believing that it can be justified easilly makes us sloppy thinkers. It makes us take our responsibility too lightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the &lt;em&gt;Tao Te Ching, p 129, &lt;/em&gt;Lao Tzu said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. "When a great hatred is reconciled, naturally some hatred will remain. How can this be made good?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. "Therefore the sage keeps the obligations of his contracts, and exacts not from others. Those who have virtue attend to their obligations. Those who have no virtue attend to their claims."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If we look only to our own claims, and base our integrity on this, we are without virtue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Breaking agreements must be done with care. Making agreements must be done with care. We must look to the possibility that we may have to break or violate our agreements, and we must not pretend that this is right or good. We must communicate directly, not with equivocation or secret evasion, our difficulty in keeping our agreements. Our agreements are not made in a vacuum. They are two ways. They bind us to others and others to us. We entered into this relationship in good faith as did the other party. Most agreeements were not imposed upon us. We chose our agreements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One measure of our commitment is our willingness to remake broken agreements. Or, to accept the consequences of breaking them. Seperation, an end to mutual growth and moving in a different direction are some of the consequences. It may be a good direction, but it is not without the guilt of having broken a freely chosen agreement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The result of breaking an agreement is an ending. It can mean a new beginging, but represents a failing. Recreation can lead to further growth. Nothing will be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-2821448827272047139?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/2821448827272047139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=2821448827272047139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2821448827272047139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/2821448827272047139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/11/making-and-keeping-agreements.html' title='Making and Keeping Agreements'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-8241295706174783570</id><published>2007-11-13T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T18:38:53.139-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='master'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knowlege'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obligation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dunn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pike'/><title type='text'>A Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess I've got the convert's syndrome going on:  too much enthusiasm, leading to too much posting, but after reading this month's issue of &lt;em&gt;Lodge Room International &lt;/em&gt;magazine, I needed to make this challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the opening article, "Between the Columns," by Brother Dunn, the author said, "It [our obligation] is the golden tie that binds us, our Obligation to all brothers, wheresoever dispersed around the globe, and their obligation to us in return." (1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I mentioned in an earlier article, I just passed my Third Degree Proficiency on November 8.  As we all remember, a big part of this is the Master Mason's Obligation.  In the dizzying pressure to get the words right, I know I was more interested in content than context.  I suspect a lot of us do this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I do know that we all look at this with a bit of humor.  It's hard to do.  We all do it.  Modesty makes us make light of the process.  But what about the actual content and context the whole catechism, and most particularly the obligation.  Those of us with more years under our belt have gone over the Obligation and the Catechism many times.  Familiarity breeds, if not contempt, at least comfort.  If we talk about it lightly or humorously often enough, do we take it less seriously over time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now that the doing of it (the Proficiency) is done, I'm looking at the words I said and the form I said them in.  I'm not going to write down any of the things I said or did, but I am going to challenge all Brother Master Masons to recall, as accurately as possible the words and ritual of our Obligation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Each of us will attach our own meaning to the words, based on our beliefs and feelings.  Be sure to know that the words have meaning.  Actual dictionary meaning.  The words also have meanings that have been attached by years of use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Part of this challenge is to, in the right place and with the right person, to discuss the meanings of the words.  Also to be sure we all remember all of the words right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"Obligation is founded on the necessary distinction between good and evil; and it is itself the foundation of liberty." (2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the Fellowcraft Degree, we are enjoined to seek knowledge.  The knowledge of our Master Mason's Obligation is basic to all further growth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(1) Dunn, Theron R., &lt;em&gt;Lodgeroom International Magazine, &lt;/em&gt;"Between the Columns," V. 2, Issue 11, November, 2007, p2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(2) Pike, Albert, &lt;em&gt;Morals and Dogma of the Ancient and Accepted Scottish Rite of Freemasonry,&lt;/em&gt; L.H. Jenkins, Richmond, VA, 1871, p 723&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-8241295706174783570?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/8241295706174783570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=8241295706174783570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8241295706174783570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/8241295706174783570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/11/challenge.html' title='A Challenge'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-7134121035201066091</id><published>2007-11-13T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T17:09:33.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='floor work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feelings are slippery things.  Do they mean anything?  Are they worth consideration?  Do we have anything else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As a test, poll a room full of people about the temperature in the room.  The more people, the better.  You'll probably find that their &lt;strong&gt;feelings&lt;/strong&gt; about about the temperature will fall out in three areas: about 1/3 will &lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; it's too hot; about 1/3 will &lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; it's too cold; and the final 1/3 will &lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; it's just right.  The actual temperature doesn't matter, but how people &lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; about it does.  To them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This dichotomy between the truth and what we &lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; is the truth is present in all areas of experience.  Or, rather, interferes with experience.  We rarely actually experience reality, but construct ways to make it fit our &lt;strong&gt;feelings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another amusing test is to get on a crowded elevator and, politely, non threateningly, face the rear of the car rather than the front.  Don't make eye contact, or compose you face in any way that may be thought aggressive.  I guarantee that most of the people in the elevator will will &lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; very uncomfortable.  Possibly to the extent that will get off the elevator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So what does this have to do with us as Freemasons?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, everything we see and hear, everyone we meet, and every lesson we're taught is filtered by how we &lt;strong&gt;feel.&lt;/strong&gt;  We bring a boatload of stuff into each conversation  These &lt;strong&gt;feelings&lt;/strong&gt; influence what we see and hear.  This affects our relationships and friendships, and even if we want to enter into friendship, and they even affect our floor and ritual work.  We may &lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; unable to learn so much; we may &lt;strong&gt;feel&lt;/strong&gt; that this guy is too old or too young to be teaching us; we may even &lt;strong&gt;feel &lt;/strong&gt;jealous of those in office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feelings &lt;/strong&gt;may be powerful and scary, but they are a paper tiger, like a hoop a football team runs through to open some games.  They are convincingly printed, but they are only a couple of microns thick.  We can break through them when they are obviously holding us back.  Freemasonry is about continual progress.  I suggest that we should develop tools to help us recognize &lt;strong&gt;feelings&lt;/strong&gt; that are interfering with our progress, and with our relationships, and deal with them responsibly.  This is not to say all feelings are bad, but that we should be aware of them, and where they fit in our lives.  It's part of our growth and progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Do we have anything else?  Yes.  There is reality out there.  Can we access it?  Of course.  Sometimes you just have to sit with reality like a brick in your lap.  Each experience will bring up feelings, and we have only to sit there and notice our reaction to it.  Experience the feeling, and it's power will be reduced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-7134121035201066091?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/7134121035201066091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=7134121035201066091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7134121035201066091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7134121035201066091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/11/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-4907787234620485222</id><published>2007-11-12T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T09:58:10.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='process'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='product'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catch and release'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashlar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fly tying'/><title type='text'>Process and Product</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It seems that most of my current interests stress process over product. That is to say that the act of doing the stuff is as important or more important than the end result. It seems so, but probably isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In fly fishing, hunting for the spot, being so intimately aware of nature, hunting for the fish, and the mechanics of getting a good cast hold great satisfaction. Catching fish make it more fun, but that isn't necessary to the enjoyment. I practice catch and release, so the process is really king. And then there's tying the flies. The itty-bitty details, striving for your definition of perfection (I don't try to impress folks, just fish) and handling the beautiful materials are fun. There is a product to admire at the end, so it's hard to say whether the process or the product is more important here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Freemasonry is about process. Most of what we do is processing. Ritual, education, even business meetings. Social events, table lodges, refreshment after labor. All of these are processes that hopefully lead to a good product. A good man. Even the production of a good man is part of the process of a good society and a good world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Applying ourselves to the itty-bitty details of Ritual: making sure that the physical space is right; making sure that the space is secure (tyled); and making sure that we know the steps and the words. Getting lost in process can be meaningful itself. And we need to keep the product in mind as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our Past Grand Master in Maryland, Ronald Belanger, pointed out that the Perfect Ashlar in our lodge isn't as perfect as it can be.  If you rub your hand over the surface of the most perfect stone, you still feel roughness.  It gets finer over time, but never entirely smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is important not to lose sight of the fact that all we do is process.  There must remain a difference between what is and what should be, or we stop growing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-4907787234620485222?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/4907787234620485222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=4907787234620485222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/4907787234620485222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/4907787234620485222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/11/process-and-product.html' title='Process and Product'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-5260868818226809267</id><published>2007-11-10T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T21:57:58.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ὦ ξεῖν', ἀγγέλλειν Λακεδαιμονίοις ὅτι τῇδε&lt;br /&gt;κείμεθα, τοῖς κείνων ῥήμασι πειθόμενοι.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stranger passing by, tell the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lakadaimonians&lt;/span&gt; that&lt;br /&gt;We stand here yet, obedient to their word."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Simonides&lt;/span&gt; memorial to the Spartan dead at Thermopylae.&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;remember'd&lt;/span&gt;; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition: And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accursed they were not here, And hold their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;manhoods&lt;/span&gt; cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Crispin's&lt;/span&gt; day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry V before the battle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Agincourt&lt;/span&gt; (by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two memorials to heroes of the past apply equally well to heroes of the present.  Those who fight today are just as heroic, and just as human, as those praised and memorialized in literature and theater.  Whether we agree or disagree with their mission, their bravery in doing their job for us is to be praised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this Veterans' Day, our Brotherly Love extends to the men and women who serve in our Armed Forces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-5260868818226809267?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/5260868818226809267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=5260868818226809267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5260868818226809267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/5260868818226809267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-1214207753946487551</id><published>2007-11-10T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:19:55.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attendance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='membership'/><title type='text'>Third Degree Proficiency</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I now know why a stiff interrogation is called, "Getting the third degree." On November 8, I stood for my Third Degree Proficiency. I passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's interesting that when events of this type come up, brothers you didn't know you have show up. How does this word go out? How can we harness this power to get more brothers to regular communications?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think that's the key word: communication. I know that in our lodge there ain't enough of it. I suspect that it's the case in a lot of lodges. I was looking a websites tonight for the Scottish Rite and York Rite in various jurisdictions. Many of them hadn't been updated this year. There are some great websites that grab your interest and inform really well, but there are many more that aren't doing their job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There are a lot of us who are retired. This can mean time on our hands. There's a commercial on Public TV in my area that says there is a natural resource out there that can save the planet. That resource is women. Freemasons have a great resource as well. Men with time on their hands, and experience in dealing with people during a long life. Harnessing that resource can drive new life into our lodges and into our life. Into our life because, as we have all experienced, life with friends is much more powerful than life alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There's no reason to believe because it's not being done that it can't be done. Find the right resource and use it. We're there. Use us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-1214207753946487551?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/1214207753946487551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=1214207753946487551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/1214207753946487551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/1214207753946487551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/11/third-degree-proficiency.html' title='Third Degree Proficiency'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613276268162164951.post-7329477483454097308</id><published>2007-11-10T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T19:20:28.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogma'/><title type='text'>Dogma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This was sent me by my wife:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There in the garden, a young monk speaks: "Master, I've been thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;about getting&lt;/span&gt; a dogma, and I seek your advice. Any thoughts on the matter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Old Monk collects his thoughts, and calmly replies: "Well my son,everyone has a pet belief, so why should you be any different? Yes, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;human beings&lt;/span&gt; have had dogmas since the dawn of recorded history. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;is understandable&lt;/span&gt;. You cannot imagine how comforting it is to curl up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a warm&lt;/span&gt; fuzzy dogma on a dark night of the soul. Or to take him to the park &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;on a&lt;/span&gt; fine sunny Sunday in January and watch him sniff and chase other dogmas,and bark at strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some folks keep dogmas for protection. It's reassuring to have a guard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dogma to&lt;/span&gt; scare away frightening thoughts - and it's great to have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;loyal companion&lt;/span&gt; to fetch you an explanation when you get home from a hard day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;at work&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dogmas come in all varieties. Some humans like big dumb dogmas, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;and others&lt;/span&gt; prefer squeaky little irritating ones. And with compassion, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;someone has&lt;/span&gt; to stand for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;under dogma&lt;/span&gt;. Dogma is truly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wo&lt;/span&gt;/man's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, some may ask, why not let sleeping dogmas lie? But who really wants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;to be&lt;/span&gt; lied to? And what about menacing dogmas that bite? Or dogmas that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;run wild&lt;/span&gt; and get in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; garbage? I know, I know you're probably thinking,"It isn't my dogma making all the mess, it's my neighbor's dogma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And indeed you can look out any night and see a pack of aggressive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dogmas running&lt;/span&gt; down the street chasing a doubt. And what should you do when you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;are walking&lt;/span&gt; down the road and a threatening dogma appears in your path? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Stay calm&lt;/span&gt; and let the unfamiliar dogma know who's boss. Say, "Bad dogma, rollover!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a fact of life that dogmas have sharp teeth, and when backed into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;a corner&lt;/span&gt;, they can bite. As a dogma owner it is your responsibility to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;see that&lt;/span&gt; your dogma does not bite. And - if it does, well, sometimes a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;vicious dogma&lt;/span&gt; has to be put down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fact of life is that dogmas inevitably get old and sick.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps&lt;br /&gt;you've spent years lovingly taking care of a tired old dogma - and still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;the time&lt;/span&gt; comes to put that old dogma to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad when you must give up a loyal dogma like that - so I say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;enjoy your&lt;/span&gt; dogma while it is alive and playful. You know how uncanny it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;that dogma&lt;/span&gt; owners come to resemble their dogmas. So, my son, you may have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;a dogma&lt;/span&gt;. But just make sure your dogma doesn't mess on your neighbor's lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And know that on non-judgment day, all our dogmas will run free, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;surely they&lt;/span&gt; will bother no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Always be careful not to run over your dogma with your karma."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/613276268162164951-7329477483454097308?l=freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/feeds/7329477483454097308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=613276268162164951&amp;postID=7329477483454097308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7329477483454097308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/613276268162164951/posts/default/7329477483454097308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://freemasonfromthefreestate.blogspot.com/2007/11/dogma.html' title='Dogma'/><author><name>Gingerman</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pn2koi0zIYE/S8R5E9sZDgI/AAAAAAAAAdI/HlKWn_8U_9Y/S220/5054-sheep.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
