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The slave saw the change in his boyhood friend, so told him nothing of the wonders of the world he'd read about in secret books brought to him by traders from beyond the plantation. Like our Parables or Tenets? By these three do I drink from the depths, tread beyond the horizon, and reach for the zenith of the World. The Paragons of Reason and Unreason The boy ran up to it, running his tiny fingers along the polished skin of its smoothly inset legs. Thus, the mantle of power must sometimes be grasped by those of good intent.January 3, 2015, excerpt from The Parables of Reason © 2007-2015 (Chapter 2, "Assumption's Denial"), by Frank H. His grandmother watched her small grandson, and saw the man he would become -- and her face grew as solemn as the cold marble under her withered hand. "I can't help myself!" Burton.-----The Chatterer, The ConverserLive with a chatterbox to learn how not to listen, the man thought. Another asked him, "Do you think my coat looks too threadbare?" "Why don't you spread your wings and fly, instead of hopping on your claws?" Mosquito Net Donations to Third World Burton.----- Yet he put his solutions aside in a small notebook and spoke of them to no one, as if they were raw nuggets of gold in a small jewel box. Boys Council (Facilitator-Guided Boys' Reasoning Dialogue Groups) But I am lifted up by the winds and wisdom of the gods -- and will show all that Olympus is not the abode of gods, but of the courageous!" In pain from labor, she crouched in a stony shelter among lowest cliff caves -- where she soon gave birth to a twin child, a female. As the crowd slowly quieted, the blind man turned to the youth. The Cog had lost a tooth! During all those years, the lone candidate's voice went unheard -- for lack of money. 620 277 807KB Read more. Later, lying about the source of his new horses and saddles, then of his new young bull, then of his stocks of cured meats and fine wines, his integrity fractured into a thousand shards. (Feb 27, 2015) All I see is dirt!" But one Lone Wolf was the strongest and most fearless of them all. "No! The other, wiping the foam off his grey mustache, twirled its tips with his fingers, belched, and said, "Do anything you damn well want to! WATCH (Public Monitoring of the Court Justice System to Increase Safety for Women and Children) Neda!-----The Preacher, The ListenerJust married was the cosseted babe of the family. -----The Act, The ConsequenceIn a shantytown held fast like a barnacle on the hull of a city sailing for a far horizon, two boys squatted on the stoop of a tin shack. Truthteller, the other called himself with a resolute gaze. A small school of angry protesters swirled -- fishermen, grocers and buyers all. But he made time to pursue each idea with experiments. In the eventide as they carved, the bare arms of father and son were burnished in the rays of the red sun. He instructed his wife to raise his daughters only to submit to their future husbands' wishes. And together they sat down, at first tentatively, and then later without embarrassment, to a real discussion. Disconsolate, the gangly boy hung his head and cried, and ran off the field, never to play soccer again. All the people make a rush for the lamp-post, the lamp-post is down in ten minutes, and they go about congratulating each other on their unmediaeval practicality. May 24, 2014, excerpt from The Parables of Reason © 2007-2014 (Chapter 1, "Reality's Acceptance"), by Frank H. She tried, but could not see what her father was talking about. They fought to rebuild their townspeople's family homes and beachfront parks. Other Voice (Promoting Israeli-Palestinian Dialogue) "Daughter, I'm taking a milk break for a while. While the bank guard, dressed in grey, ushered him out the door, cardboard box under one arm, he passed the new guy --who was staring up at the cloud-painted vaulted dome. More and more people encouraged the search for Truth, rather than the belief in wishes. But his brother preferred to spit, drool, scream, kick off his shoes, and leave his shirt unbuttoned -- for as long as he could get away with it. "I was a failure," murmured the former mayor, "because I never became President." The stadium roared. "Tell me, Indian!" (Matthew 27:4).-----The Denier, The ConfessorParishioners and priest dwelled, in sight, yet unseen. "I want more out of life, but know not how to change it!" The next year, the second girl lost touch with her couch-bound friend when her family moved away. Dedicated to the reasoning, deliberative American voter -- its conservatives (who are not "fascists"), its liberals (who are not "commies"), its moderates (who are not "quislings"); and dedicated in admonishment of those who assume it is moral to use political manipulation: a lie or half-truth can never be a moral beacon -- because it blinds us to reality; the unquestioned can never be a moral backbone -- because it buckles under the weight of truth; and an insult can never be a moral barb -- because it bares others' emotions. Thus, do not be stillborn -- quicken to your destiny. Below, on the slope of the hill, perched neighboring shanties wherein lived two old men. Parable of the Week: The Sunflower, The BarrenwortThe Sunflower dwelt in a small, tree-lined garden. The Seeker grew confused, and wandered for days into the countryside. So why do we overlook this line from Obama's Inaugural address? He then piled all the many fallen breadfruits into his new kitchen shelves, cupboards, tabletops and bins. Hah!" "Jeremiah, unknown-1857, Now Free in the Lord's Embrace!" -----The Siren, The BellRising from the village square was a medieval belfry topped with a cast bronze bell and a bright-red, hand-cranked siren. Parable of the Week: The Shortcut, The Straight RoadAnonymous and uncertain were the sisters' destinies. [1][2][3][4][5][6][7], Pluralistic rationalism is described in cultural media as "commitment to reason[ing], regardless of one's worldview,"[8] and by the society itself as "communal commitment to more consistently practice the basic methodological tenets of a reasoning lifestyle (reality's acceptance, assumption's denial, and emotion's mastery) irrespective of our theological, ethical, cultural or political worldviews. The first ran for city council, lost twice, and then won. the old man laughed. ______________________________________________________ The people, realizing they had suffered from a mass illusion of powerlessness, never again cursed the government they had themselves permitted all along -- but threw it out and elected true representatives. Parable of the Week: The Seeker, The MakerSisters were birthed upon royal velvet. They danced and sang songs on the beach all afternoon as they waited for her. Beware too precipitous an action, for it, too, is risky!" November 26, 2011, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 2, "Assumption's Denial"), Copyright © 2011 by Frank H. Burton. As his canoe was tossed about on the rapids, he narrowly avoided certain destruction, time and again. The Pedagogue replied, "Did you not regard a Mite, chewing on a fleck from the dog's skin -- and a Flea, poised to leap?" Dedicated to the inspiring music and career of R.E.M. -----The Ignorant, The AwareLibraries were as rare as unicorns, in the tiniest of villages where two young men lived. Through the bay window they saw their kids and their poodle -- feet and paws flying -- dashing across the street to welcome their new playmates and their two mommies. The carpenter agreed. There in the middle of the moonlit plain of linoleum tiles the cheese sat -- like an offering -- perched on a brass throne in the center of a raised, wooden dais. But it was too late. Burton.----- Please tell me! And what is or is not, is paramount. The brothers, sandy feet perched against the porch screen, broke their placid gaze across the far banks on sight of an ice-cream truck tootling down to the small public beach among the distant reeds. "To this the boy only shook his head.Gently the old hermit reached out with one long, withered finger, and tapped at the boy's forehead, and the boy felt the hermit's touch as if it were a droplet of flame. He looked over and stared into the faces of the living, who passed just an arm's reach, yet so distant, from him -- then he reached over and plucked the stiff, mucus-stained sleeve of his fellow drunkard. I was a success," he retorted, "because, even if I never became a cosmonaut, I was a damn fine mission scientist." -----The Paper Dolls, The SistersSaleswomen attended their customers. Far and straight toward the Northwest did he stride, with a long gait and a face always looking beyond, with one eye on the setting sun. The first girl hopped the fence, ran up to a rough-hewn fieldstone, and brushed back her blond hair to read its mossy inscription. "Stand on that end there," she pointed at the lowered seat of the seesaw's metal pole, "then toss the stone onto the other seat!" Plans spun dizzily through his mind every day. But then a young woman of the clan rediscovered an ancient, narrow crawlway leading up and out of the grotto in which they lived. Links He told the truth except when compelled not to. they cried. Peace Corps As Mother Earth's sleepy head lolled back into winter, the Rabbit grew bored -- and a bit hungry -- sitting in his burrow with icicles freezing on his fur and fat melting under it. October 11, 2008, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 2, "Assumption's Denial"), Copyright © 2008 by Frank H. Burton. But! Thus, the bully fears being irrelevant -- the friend acts on that fear. (G+COR launched April, 2012). February 26, 2011, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 1, "Reality's Acceptance"), Copyright © 2011 by Frank H. Burton. -----The Small Soul, The Great SoulGreat Sky River flowed above two raven-haired women of a forest tribe, long ago. Thus, to defeat terrorism, ignore it. "What if true joy is the only kind that fulfills?" And the days were no longer as dreary to look upon. The other man from the coastal town ran its boat repair shop. As a man, the first sibling's heart raced when he spoke of risk. The 3 Paths to Right Action The eldest was a stolid lad. "Speak your minds," prompted the Chairman, glancing at his watch and then turning his seat to gaze out at the blue sky. The Chieftain glanced at the rich carpenter, who, surrounded by the villagers, genuflected deeply as he gestured expectantly at the gilded, three-legged stool in the shop window. One sister flared with instinct and whim. The Matthew Shepard Foundation (Replacing Hatred Against Gays with Understanding) For I am a Pothole Filler!" Bacha Bazi The employee wracked his brain for weeks to come up with an idea to save the bank money. Burton.----- "So be it! The second woman was born into wealth, and never accepted that someone's work was needed for her to eat or have fine things at her whim. "Ladies and gentlemen, I like most of our youngest member's ideas -- they have merit, and potential." "If it don't look or taste interestin', they won't swallow it." But her head dropped. May 31, 2009, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 2, "Assumption's Denial"), Copyright © 2009 by Frank H. Burton. As a Plurationalist, one who is committed to reasoning regardless of one's worldviews, I offer this advice for Election Day, and for all Election Days to come: It was a lemon. As he read homilies in the margins of scenes of destruction, his heart swelled with pride, and he thought, "Let the tanks keep rolling!" January 15, 2011, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 1, "Reality's Acceptance"), Copyright © 2011 by Frank H. Burton. The World is not flat -- it is round! Recycles.org (Used Computer & Office Equipment Donation to Nonprofits) He passed a scroll to the king, who handed it on to his general and demanded it be read before the royal court. Aphorism of the Week: >Might makes no right. As the gnarled old oak fell and was chipped into mulch by workers, the Crow circled, a cruciform spectre, in the desolate sky. As the patron rummaged through the supplicant's satchel of artworks, she scratched her head in wonder and confusion. It longed to fly, like other beautiful insects it saw when it looked up into the clouds, but all it had ever known was anxiety -- and so it ate and ate, and grew so very fat. "You know, girl, I never got around to starting that," her neighbor replied with a chuckle and shake of her head. Local Circle meetups for reasoning dialogue should practice plurationalism by whom they invite (everyone), what worldviews they accommodate (all), what membership fee they levy (none), and what leadership they practice (consensus). But for them the day brought a different thing than planned. Deliberation was the glacial spring within the man who reasoned his way through life. (Jewish Response To Disaster), Nonviolent For many years they hiked from swampy bog to fen lake, from forest creek to blue mountain stream -- whereupon the conquistador bent down in his rust-spotted armor, removed his helmet, and, with pursed, wrinkled lips, dipped his mustachioed face into the boggy, silty, or clear waters. The woman rolled her eyes. But cocooned in her golden chrysalis, she left the world unchanged, a near unsolvable enigma. On that same steaming hot day, he too walked to the river flats, and also shoveled pile after pile of heavy mud into his wheelbarrow. (May 2014) As the crowd murmured, a few breaking out in broad grins, the young lout retorted, "Darts? Thus, person and animal coexist in us, never one entirely substituted for the other. Everywhere she traveled she saw injustice, misery and manipulation by rulers of those less fortunate. Thus, knowledge knocks at your door, but you must open it. Project Kindle (HIV/AIDS Children's Camps) her friend asked. Burton.----- Another woman also saw the possibility of perfection in all around her, but said, "I shall help others seek it." The second boy was cradled by a loving hand, and in adulthood lived as a person. Thus, your ideas are not creations -- to be real, they must really be.October 26, 2007, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 3, "Emotion's Mastery"), Copyright © 2007 by Frank H. Few plants and animals ever died at the hands of the small tribe. Dedicated to the worldwide victims of so-called "Defense of Marriage" and other homophobic or anti-gay/lesbian/bisexual/transgender legislation, and to civil rights judges -- heroes in black, not white, robes. Power, and immense, ill-gotten riches, were held in the grasp of a very few -- while many were poor, cheated of a day's pay for a day's work, and lived on acrid, despoiled land. The runty boy stared up into the sweaty pallor of his playmate's face, and in that moment knew they would be parted forever. Thus, fear is a silk web, reason a silk cloth. Burton.----- Thus, do not hope for some immortality -- hope for something mortally important to do.January 17, 2009, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 2, "Assumption's Denial"), Copyright © 2009 by Frank H. Burton. Thus, both being and illusion reward with joy -- one false, one true. But as he turned a corner, he stumbled to a halt. Another actress, however, who had only a supporting role in the cast, had graciously accepted a small room in an old farmhouse, and had thanked the villagers for their gifts of food and wine. Over the years, he gained some by his lying, but lost far more -- and what he could have been in life, he never became. Thus, a lie is the gift of a hurtling engine with no steering.May 2, 2009, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 1, "Reality's Acceptance"), Copyright © 2009 by Frank H. Burton. Social Acceptance of Ad Hominem Attacks, Hall of Fame Reason, like the sun, burns away the fog that lies ahead. The fat woman replied, "My goal is to finish the run, my King, not to beat the younger and stronger ones." "Your advice, 'tis none at all!" Parable of the Week: The Negated, The AffirmedUntouchable. -- via Irshad ManjiSeptember 11, 2007, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 2, "Assumption's Denial"), Copyright © 2007 by Frank H. Burton. -----The Wallflower, The RoseBeauty and plainness held hands. She, too, could not drink of fulfillment. One by one or in small groups, the youngest and strongest of the men and women walked up to the huge boulder, half-buried in beach sand, marking the race's start. July 19, 2008, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 1, "Reality's Acceptance"), Copyright © 2008 by Frank H. Burton. Death alighted in flaming snow. Healthcare Provider Septic Habits Ban Dedicated to the memory of Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, and to the free people of Georgia.-----The Engine, The DriverThree race cars sat on the track. The great arches of the trees slowly separated, no longer meeting in the sky to make a bower over his head, but only reaching for each other like parted lovers. December 13, 2008, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 1, "Reality's Acceptance"), Copyright © 2008 by Frank H. Burton. And in that moment the black wall suddenly transformed, behind her eyes, from a black gravestone into the shadow of her long-ago departed father, who loomed tall over her to shelter her from harm. These people soon hastened across the street away from the woman, whenever she left her home. Dedicated in admonishment of those who have perpetrated the multitude of secular and religious-group affiliated Ponzi, investment, or real-estate frauds only now coming to light after the Great Recession. The Circle of Reason, Amitav Ghosh's debut novel, was first published in 1986. June 12, 2010, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 2, "Assumption's Denial"), Copyright © 2010 by Frank H. Burton, Ph.D., Founder and Executive Director, The Circle of Reason, Inc. All rights reserved.-----The Finger, The PistolWar was afoot. Over the years this explorer meandered across the earth. Back to the world's eyes appeared the silent vista of a tight pack of runners -- with one lone runner loping far, far behind. As the crowd murmured, the Chieftain reached his hand down to his son, raised him up, and brushed off the dirt from his satin-robed bottom. The Community Ambassadors (2014) of Saint Paul, MN, who take to the streets to mentor and positively interact with at-risk youth, heading off confrontations and run-ins with the police, and offering connections to jobs, skills training, and college programs. they once again challenged. Then they laughed. Thunk! "Oh, I will never fly now, nor ever be beautiful!" "Stop Equating Trivial Things to Nazis or Hitler" "I will," replied the priest, as the man departed to meet his future head on. And pondered again. "Because of all that time you spend abducting old crones?" November 21, 2009, excerpt from The Parables of Reason (Chapter 1, "Reality's Acceptance"), Copyright © 2009 by Frank H. Burton. Barack Obama (2012), President of the United States ("Second Inaugural Address," Jan 2013 & "Mandela Eulogy," Dec 2013) destruction, institutionalized poverty and discrimination. But the other young woman lived her life face on, instead of back turned. So the daughter decided to befriend all of her classmates, regardless of their skin color or ability, or even their attitudes about her. They had few children, because too many exhausted the natural fruit and milk supply, and tilling the land to grow more fruit trees, or fencing it to domesticate more goats, would evict wildlife into homelessness. -- via Parker Palmer And by Sunday lunch, the carpenter's son had made his first table -- and when he ate his porridge off it, it'd never tasted so good. Neda (2011), Martyr for Iranian Civil Rights (Mar 2011) Yesterday happened indeed, and tomorrow will certainly come -- so think today!" Miserable, she retreated behind her bedroom door, spooning pistachio ice cream into her sad mouth with piston-like regularity, while halfheartedly listening to the goings on of the world funneled into a squeaking, mouse-sized AM radio. purpose shall be manifest. The Remora was a thin little fish, and, fearing to sound the depths of the ocean, it used a sucker on its forehead to hitch a ride -- upon the ghostly belly of a fearsome, great white shark, to whom it was way too small to bother eating. Thus, fretting is not solving. As they scampered and rolled in sodden leaves and pinecones, they chanced upon a strange, hollow bush. Thus, the whole world can still be wrong. Together they stumbled, insensate, down the streets -- and later the back alleys -- of their city. Yet one day, one of the drunkards, awakening in a cardboard box for a bed, stared up through gummy eyes at the bright blue sky and a single, fluffy white cloud. He dashed around and around the yard. Let's get the lay of the land." One classmate sat in the library day and night, reading of great leaders from prior generations. And we are thankful for the gift of the Universe, through Turning her into the street, the patron chirped brightly, "Come back when you learn how to make art like we make it -- art that people understand, like nice pictures of flowers!" Facebook Circle of Reason -- FCOR was "ungrouped" by Zuck's mandatory Facebook Group Archiving in 2008, but has since re-launched; join this online TCOR group to read updates on The Circle and to find reasoning friends from all corners of the planet. It grew tall, sinuous and broad of leaf in the fulsome light of warm days, and seeded many children. Want to find, recruit, converse with and encourage -- from all walks of life, all biologies, all beliefs, all societies -- those who are your own kinsmen and kinswomen - the reasoning kind? Then every morning he sat on the dock and stared at the horizon with his scope, pausing only to wipe its lenses free of salt-spray, and to gaze fiercely at passersby who cajoled him. 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