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February28

brandon at work

so…

as many of you know I’ve dis

covered Humans of New York. its a fun, interesting, and thought provoking platform for insight and reflection.

we are a culture of story-tellers and listeners. so, we relate to the pathos and charm of our neighbors from that place.

yesterday I took a moment to ponder and borrow some of Brandon’s stuff and mash-it-up into a story-line of my own (I do this with other peoples work from time-to-time).

in any event, here is a brief bio from his Humans of New York blogsite that struck me with an interesting point and potential life lesson:

“Hey there.  I’m Brandon.  I get really passionate about things.  At some time in my life, I’ve been obsessed or borderline-obsessed with saltwater aquariums, the baritone euphonium, reading, piano, filming, financial markets, New York City, and photography.  I studied History at the University of Georgia.  During my senior year of college, I took out $3,000 in student loans and bet it on Barack Obama to win the presidency.  A friend heard about this bet and got me a job trading bonds on the Chicago Board of Trade.  I traded for three years.  It went really well for awhile.  But then it went really bad.Whoops. After I lost my trading job, I decided to move to New York City and take portraits of strangers on the street. Mom wasn’t too happy about that decision, but so far it’s gone pretty well. I’ve taken nearly 5,000 portraits and written 50 stories. And I’ve met some amazing people along the way.

Thanks for visiting Humans of New York.
Feel free to drop me a line at honybrandon@gmail.com. For interview/speech/press/business requests: honyassist@gmail.com.”

while I think its cool he attended the University of Georgia, and don’t find myself the least surprised (I’ve met some incredibly gifted people that came out of that school. they do some great things with the right types of minds), I picked-up on his adventures around trading bonds…

my sense of Brandon is a man of deep should and a keen desire to connect with people and share their stories; give them depth on a a very unusual level. however, he makes it seem that losing a bunch (of other people’s) money, if that’s what occurred was a simple hurdle on the path of a road yet travelled with its potential yet to be fully realized. so, what about that story, and the people that shared that possibly devastating sequence of events?

now I wonder if his journey to tell other people’s stories and save stray dogs is a form of penance. while I doubt that, the stage set and my observations possibly demonstrate how our imaginations can find stories in the midst, and finish them in all manner of distortion, or clarity in the form of provocative photographs.

I suppose my point, here, is that there is so much more to us than we can write, read, photograph, and demonstrate. we are an accumulation of things and stuff, fears and travails, heroics, and not so much, that will never be completed until other people want to tell our stories and spin them in a way that suits a purpose.

what story does your own picture tell today?

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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maybe the Lord is God of thunder

December13

I may have George, John, Johnny and Todd back to hands-on-knees. I’ll add Mark to the mix.

so… I started with the simple question:

“How is it, or why is it, the Christians and Jews managed to come up with a “competing” holiday period Christmas and Hanukkah)?
What is the common ground or tension point?
Perhaps the answer is evident and I’m a bit foggy today. However, I’m drawing a blank. And, its a terrific excuse to engage you good men.”

it’s been quite a spell since I posited myself as the Heterodox, eh. the conversation is only getting itself underway. or, it may stop itself cold. perhaps because I answer my own question towards the end of soliloquy (an act of speaking one’s thoughts aloud when by oneself or regardless of any hearers, esp. by a character in a play.) below. soliloquy kind of works because I talk to myself and mutter through the thinking process – and, it’s all quite dramatic.

while I want there to be a God, I do sense there is something I can’t fathom that creates triangles that generates purpose (this might make a lot of sense to people that play Soccer and/ or Lacrosse and understand physics) and might assign karma to stuff. maybe not Catholic soccer players from Ireland, mind you.

in any event, I suspect “God” was realized when some cave dweller saw a family friend fried by a lightning bolt and realized they were gone.

really gone.

they had evolved enough to be self, and not just situationally, aware. the concept of fading to black and no longer being conscious gave birth to the notion there is something else we can hope for.

few things inspire like hope.

playing on the need were some form of leader(s) that understood they could control others and this evolved into organized religion that first had to be filtered through a series of pagan rituals.

so, the line of David was divided while a bunch of people were holding an orgy under the harvest moon (although a dear friend suggests: “I believe Christmas which was not highly celebrated actually was chosen during a Roman festival of the sun. So in a way, it was marketing”). by the time they came to their senses it was December, and they picked and chose their favorite rites. but, both lines exert a measure of control with a set of rules that make most people manageable for the hierarchy that get to go to Mandela’s memorial and take “selfies”. God just issues discernment and sorts-out those that don’t use it in an advantageous way.

define advantageous as you will. that might be the holy grail.

something created the universe. it works brilliantly I think, unless its a fatally broken open-loop system that has [fill-in-the-blank] leakage at the end we can’t yet see (AT&T has a data-leakage problem they won’t admit to, and it causes a lot of slower thinking people financial issues). God works. when I finally see Him beyond my minds-eye, I THINK one of my first questions might be, “so how should I refer to you?”, or, “what do you like to be called?”. also, “do ‘selfies’ impact the whole ‘plank in the eye’ conversation?”.

one more thing… who wins if you care enough to keep asking the question(s) as I believe the Heterodox, must? is it a Kobayashi Maru? possibly Russian roulette? are you damned if you do? or, damned if you don’t?

see you on the other side. maybe not. probably.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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if the sky falls is it an accident or an appointment with destiny?

March13

so…

I’m guessing there was another climber above this chap that created that errant chunk of ice.

otherwise, what are the odds of something that size being sent by providence to find the noggin of a lone climber on a mountain in some far-flung land amidst a tiny speck in God’s eye?

is that a mote in God’s eye?

this scenario begs one of my questions that makes people gnash their teeth and shake fists with impotent fury:

was this an accident or an appointment with destiny?

I was taught to use safety lines while climbing. on the other hand, I am a free climber.

the fellow lived to tell he tale, and record it all, no less. obviously it could have needed worse, possibly tragically.

he could have been hit by an asteroid!

and…

Asteroid near miss in early 2013

Read story, here: Asteroid near miss in early 2013

Good news: Most insurance policies cover asteroids

…now I need to go do some research and determine what the difference is between an asteroid and a meteor.

today I’m listening to Like a Stone by Audioslave.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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Is the DROID RAZR worth five cents?

February14

Brian Patrick Cork

as most of you know every now set-aside my iPhone and then I drop onto the dark platform and experiment with an droidAndroid device.

I do this to keep my mind open, and I’m always curious.

I keep looking at the DROID RAZR. I was amongst the first to hold one back in it’s original form back in 2003. the reviews for the current model are mixed.

so, if anyone actually uses a DROID product, and it happens to be a RAZR, come-back with your brief reviews. give me your five cents worth.

“DROID RAZR is the thinnest 4G LTE Android smartphone, and it’s ready for Ice Cream Sandwich (Android 4.0).”

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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