Red House Blue House – Chapter 1, Part 3

By Lee

We have distanced ourselves from the language of solution in almost every respect, taking the object or the sale as the important matter when they are nothing but outcomes – often foolish and vain manifestations of our own extravagance. Our logic leads us astray, further beguiling us in this age of commodity. Not everything is for sale though.

Honesty is not for sale.

And as honesty is not for sale, we should not fool ourselves into thinking that the intuition inherent in the development of honest solution can be packaged, sold and ingested like so much oatmeal. What happens when we try? We remove ourselves from reality and cause upheaval at basic levels of regard for one another. It isn’t a matter of perception. “Perception is Reality” is cold hard proof from the land of crooked business objectives that in order to outsell the competition with inferior or inappropriate products, one simply needs to invent. Invent a perception of yesterday. Invent a hope of tomorrow. Forget today. Today is boring. As long as a perception of reality is grown alongside the product, the product becomes the single basis for perception when perception has fully grown, no matter how truthful it really is. And today, just as yesterday was and tomorrow will be, we live in an age where everything can be anything to anyone for the sake of a lazy existence. Hearts have grown turgid  from pride. We have been won over.

Reason is the witness to existence.

Reason divulges need and condemns the conclusion of the experts’ pedigrees. Reason is an active thought, realized and fulfilled rather than a failed inoculation of trend and managerial oversight.

Through all of our toilings and strivings where logic has been the guide we have indeed found success scribed as 1 in 10 or 1 in 100. This is hardly cause for praise. But this is where we justify ourselves, this continual hope that the odds will increase in our favor without a changing how we choose to behave. We live in those same odds day after day, perpetuating the very confusion that must be escaped. Again and again we ignore the need and carve our own path, never quite knowing why it is we do what we do. But that won’t stop us from pretending.

Why resists. Why is reasonable. It pushes on. It begs and pleads with us to be let loose yet is too often sent to the corner and told to hold its tongue.

Why do we communicate in so many languages?
Why do we move from work to leisure?
Why do we build the homes and constructs that we do?
Why do we interact with our world in the ways that we do?

The answers aren’t easy to digest. They’re not meant to be. They make us confront ourselves without leaving room for excuse when we would much rather ask how or when, easily quantifiable systems, immediately repeatable brush strokes and decipherable processes, all available to the highest bidder.

Perhaps reason and understanding and why are not lost at all. Perhaps we have hidden them away with the hopes that we will forget where it is we’ve placed them. If we have, then we’re no longer accountable. Reason, understanding and why all become how, what, when, where, and who cares. Any possible solutions are exiled. The problems they were meant to solve persist, gaining power moment by moment.

Reason is the witness to existence.

Design, then, enables a reasoned existence, showing the path to solution and resolution – making evident the path to the house of red and blue – making the house known for what it really is. Neither a red house or a blue house, but a house.

A house of choice.

Posted on April 20th, 2010