Creation from Chaos

 Creation from Chaos

By Bobby Neal Winters

We are in a time of disorder and chaos.  It’s not as bad as it might be, but I think I just heard a mystical voice in my head say, “Hold my beer.”  We need to lighten up just a bit.

I just remembered a joke that I’ll attribute to Isaac Asimov.  A doctor, an engineer, and a lawyer were discussing the ages of their respective professions.  The doctor said his was the oldest.

“When God removed the rib from Adam to make Eve, that was a surgical operation, so being a doctor is the oldest.”

The engineer disagreed.

“When God created the universe from Chaos,” he said.  “That was an act of engineering.”

The lawyer just shook his head and asked, “Who do you think created the chaos?”

I’m thinking of creating from chaos, not only because of the current world situation, but also because Jean and I are creating something new.  It is coming from the chaos that was left by the death of her mother.

That all sounds rather dramatic.  Chaos just means there is no order on things.  When Jean’s mother was alive, she was a big part of our lives.  We had a way of doing things and it included her in a substantial way.  With her passing, that way of doing things is over and we must come up with a new way of doing things.

She was just one person--and kind of a tiny person at that--but filled a large place in our lives.  Most of what we are doing is connected with, for lack of a better word, suff.  She--and her late husband--had some junk in a shared storage space with us.  It was in that shared storage space taking up space.

Was it good stuff? Was it bad stuff? Who the heck knew.  It was there and it was taking up space.  We didn’t know what was there; what we did know was there, we didn’t know where it was. If you don’t know you have it, and you don’t know where it is, then you  don’t really have it, do you?

While Jean’s mom was alive, there were always reasons not to change this state of affairs, but in the chaos of her passing, those reasons disappeared.  For her birthday, Jean got herself a roll-off dumpster, and we began the process of creation.

For us, that was throwing-away.

When you throw something out, you have to look at it, figure out what it is, and make a decision.  When you do this enough times so as to know what you have, you begin to create a classification scheme.  The stuff you decide to keep, you can then put in order.

In the act of putting things in order, we managed to carve out some space.  Within that space, I began to create a workshop of sorts for myself.  This is still in progress, but I’ve begun to work on projects in it already.  

One of these projects is making a desktop DC power supply from the power supply unit of an old personal computer.  Among the debris we dug through, we found some of those.  What computer power supplies do is take your wall current which is AC at 120 volts; lower its voltage; and then transform that to DC.  To make a desktop DC power supply, you just have to snip some wires and connect them to some other stuff while not electrocuting your fool self.  

I am still working on this.  I had to find another power supply unit because I shorted out the first, and it released its magic smoke.

So you take what still works from some things that are broken, and you put them together in a different order so that they work again.

This can be carried over to broader aspects of our lives.  What is working?  What needs to be kept and put to use? What needs to be thrown away?

Bobby Winters, a native of Harden City, Oklahoma, blogs at redneckmath.blogspot.com and okieinexile.blogspot.com. He invites you to “like'' the National Association of Lawn Mowers on Facebook. Search for him by name on YouTube. )