I seem to have awoken from a dream which is at once both the best and worst one can have. Let me describe it for you.
I have spent some time among the denizens of a world described by the sensibility of its elements. It is a world of elegant technological achievement, a place [...]
I look down upon the clouds from on high, and wonder at how droplets have arranged themselves, without wanting to, so much more resolutely than any social movement, any uprising, any construct of social elements seems ever to have. From this vantage, I can see into the eye of a massive storm, where white [...]
Listening to Mogwai Happy Songs for Happy People is a welcome bulwark against the rush of Spring-induced euphoria. Every year at this time—more so lately it seems—I’m caught in some muddy concoction of cabin fever and that flighty enthusiasm blue skies and warm breezes evoke. I begin longing for Otherness, an unbounded allowance [...]
Echoing through much of a recent dialectic are remarks as to the despair sure to befall those without belief in a higher authority. Upon cursory reading—fine suggestion, Wilson—Chesterton also makes several comments to this effect, though madness, not simple despair, is his result. I have to concur somewhat: it can be quite the [...]
What with all the pondering on beliefs, on the epistemological underpinnings of what constitutes a “belief”, and, invariably, though subtly, on whether marshmallow constitutes a superfluid or a vegetable, I say we all take a moment and consider submitting a brief of what we consider our belief “structure” to NPR’s renewed This I Believe feature. [...]
When it hurts to be out there
Where no one will care
I’ve got the solace of you
Frustrated by people’s lying
But I keep on trying
I’ve got the solace of you
When I can’t think straight
And there’s no escape
I’ve got the solace of you
Gotta go inside back where it started
Back to the beginning
‘Cause that’s where my heart is
They can [...]
I find that I’ve been plodding along in the dark, picking from the littered ground whatever I could grasp and calling it Truth. Had I only looked here all would have been made known to me.
via Ernie
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