THE CUTTING EDGE APPEAL OF FREEMASONRY

When did we try to tame creativity?  We couldn't then and we can't today. Imagine being part of a group that was asking impolite questions? Imagine asking questions that challenged the highest authority but doing it without any sense of anarchy, to understand what had happened.  In that crowd, like today, we would realize nothing lasts forever, good or bad. Life goes on and we do the best we can with what we have.  We face tomorrow with the same doubt and hopes. Somewhere in the soup of existence we discovered this idea that understanding purpose and extracting meaning was somehow advantageous.  To our skeptical minds, we wanted to know if we continued unable to escape beliefs, or whether this sense of purpose held a logic transferable to others (categorial imperative).  Coming together to examine our environment does not ruin a light hearted sensibility. Some would tell it, it is being in a group like that is validating.  The only way to know is by embracing that thinking and learning for yourself if it does; if cause does match intended effect.  ie Can the experiment be replicated?  It is hard to find a time when this type of pursuit could be monetized. Without the validation of economics it must be wasteful. We are afterall, machines with the sole purpose of acquiring profit.  Right? How do we continue to be creative and control for bizarre outcomes?  We can't.  Bizarre goes underground. We continue to mistrust innovation until we have enough evidence to overwhelm doubt.  Gas engines will never replace a horse.  Telephones and key boards can't replace a written letter.  Men cannot fly.  We cannot extend life- except sanitation did just that.  We are superior because we tell ourselves we are- except the tao and the Buddha.   Surely we allow for times when we are discouraged and tired, when we aren't sure what to trust, when we doubt. And we learn.