What about when you have the name for something and not the actual thing? What about then.

A Vlog is coming soon folks, I wish it didn't take so fucking long to upload to youtube. And I also wish that youtube let me upload more then ten minutes of video so that you all could be privy to the uncut, full length versions of these bad boys. We went to see Hereafter last night, the new Matt Damon movie. Watch the Vlog instead, trust me when I say it isn't worth effort or time or money. You'll see all about our opinions in the Vlog, really. Anyway. So the movie is one of those thought provoking movies that get you thinking-- hence the notion of "thought provoking." geesh. anyway. It really does get you thinking, despite the stupidity of the film it instills these notions into your head, notions that make you crazy. Seriously. Where do you go when you die? Where do you go? I've read numerous books about it, every author, every story, every fucking guy has some other way of looking at it. It's baffling. I can't imagine if any of these possibilities, any of these scenarios are even real, even have the capacity to be real. My brain can't expand that much. This is outside the realm of my imagination. I heard a story once about an aboriginal group of people living in the north, some scientists did a study language. And these people, the didn't have two separate words to describe the colours green and blue. Each colour was just the same. So the scientists held up a blue paper in front of them, and they called it 'bleen' let's say. Then they held up a green paper and asked what colour it was, and the aboriginals still said 'bleen.' When asked if the papers were different, the aboriginals recognized that one a little lighter than the other, but they still said that the two papers were the same colour. The explanation for this? If you do not have a word for something, if it becomes out of your realm of imagination, then it does not exist. It cannot exist. If you cannot name something, if you cannot describe it, how then could it possibly exist? This makes sense to me.

So then. What about the opposite. What about when you have a name for something-- heaven, hereafter, eternity-- but you don't have the actual thing? What if you had ideas or thoughts or dreams about what it could be, but could never know for sure?

I'm sounding like Plato now, Aristotle is about to come over for coffee and talk about shadows and a cave. Argh. I don't know. No one knows. I wouldn't think so.