Brace yourself. Shit is about to get real.
My name is Jason Paul Krech, I am of sound mind and body. I’m almost completely sober having just sat down to finalize this blog post and have poured myself a Rye on the rocks and have taken two sips. This blog post was mostly written one day after my Declaration of Faith post on August 19, 2015. I’ve sat on it for quite some time, hesitant to post it not because I care all that much what people think about it but mostly because I don’t want to learn as part of the sharing of an idea that I’ve missed something simple that unravels it.
There’s also a small part of me that feels a bit crazy.
I mean shit, how wouldn’t you feel crazy when connecting God to the Universe to the Big Bang to life and faith.Those that know me know that I am a prolific whiteboarder — both at work AND at home. Before Project Sticky Note was born to capture ideas and fleeting thoughts, pretty much any window or mirror wherever I was living had visible but transparent dry-erase markings all over them. My living room window right now has a 5-foot-by-5-foot brainstorming which explores the nature of change management in comparison with the Kubler-Ross stages of grief and Maslo’s hierarchy of needs.
Of course, you know what my living room wall looks like if you’ve been reading this blog. The floor mirror that sits beside my desk is yet another surface regularly used to scratch out ideas.
This post begins what will be a series of posts I’ve indicated I would write but am finally ready to begin publishing. They have to do with faith, love, science, the nature of good and evil and many other things. The first post that will come right after this one is about Science & Religion. Many others will follow:
- Good, Bad, Evil & Myopia – why bad things happen to good people; why bad people evade punishment
- The Big Bang, Singularities & Annihilation
- Perfection & Sin
- Law of Conservation of Energy & the nature of birth and death
All of these have been written, I’m finalizing illustrations for them, and hope you find some meaning or impact in what I’ve written. It’s far from perfect, I wish I had nothing but time to pour in to just this effort so these were better perfected missives of a perspective I find important, but perhaps they are exactly as they should be.
There’s great comfort in knowing that you can always do better but satisfaction in knowing that you also did your best.