A common plight of those with a theoretical bent is that they often take too long to think what most people feel in a moment. My intent here, unfortunately, is to do just this. Recent political and social strife, especially within the United States, has brought to the fore just how difficult it has becomeContinue reading “Clipped”
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On being as indebtedness
Philosophers, such as George Grant, have written accessibly about the nature of technology as being a way of living, almost a spiritual disposition, in which humanity is confined only by its collective imagination. This line of enquiry was arguably initiated and more powerfully theorized by a less accessible philosopher, Martin Heidegger, in his famous essay,Continue reading “On being as indebtedness”
Festal Views
Rumors abound: of a sinful father,Or did she truly give birth without seed?You thus revealed to us by the water The truth of this most miraculous deed. Moving to completion, the Cross in sight,To make whole the cosmos, death trampled down.Prepared to endure all lashing and spiteBy double-birth for the world to renown. May weContinue reading “Festal Views”
Of Macarius
Embracing hard desert sand,Where his eyes did see great truth;Of the first end for this land—Lost by error of our youth. Although man did stray, in Faith did he pray.The Lord he did not eschewDespite the loss of his love;His pain to reveal a clueAbout grand plans from above. Divine kept at bay, in FaithContinue reading “Of Macarius”
Afloat
Seeking among the sand: a proper stonethat might resist how gravity alwaysensures that downward pull. A smooth touch says,‘How about me?’ So fingers dig—unknownif appearance be but illusion shown.The rock reveals itself to thrower’s gaze,and then—if found worthy—in the hand staysas young lad finds waters calm, little known. The key to balance being in theContinue reading “Afloat”
Θεωρία (Theoría)
Your eyes that look beyond my own,Mere dye and egg upon bare wood,Reveal all that cannot be shown:Beauty giving the true and good. Mere dye and egg upon bare wood –To what do figures, still, attend?Beauty giving the true and good.With you, the past and future blend. To what do figures, still, attend?Both here withinContinue reading “Θεωρία (Theoría)”
Hypocrisy
The moralist stands tall and ever stern In hopes that he reveal, in all our fun,Some truths and rights to which we all must turn –Despite the spirit held in what was done. Such hearts of men were settled on delight:A playful mood, not meant for debating“insights” – at least the kind to give aContinue reading “Hypocrisy”
Seven Days
Out of NothingnessComes the life-giving lightBy Your loving Hands Setting Your KingdomFar above and beyond hereOur humble dwelling Shaping splendidlyOcean and country preparedLife’s bloom may begin Two partners are madeBeacons for both night and dayIn celestial waltz Creatures emergingExploring both land and seaEarth now made a home To tend creationWants He a worthy servantFor thisContinue reading “Seven Days”
Bequeathed
I’ve heard complaints: why petty Creator would sic a father’s penalty upon the son; penance for the agitatorbut never due to parent’s belov’d spawn. Yet blind to volition is this protest – choices to make imbibed from choices made; the son’s own will drawn from father’s compressed.Elder’s conveyed dictates fledging’s inlaid. My boy, imperfect IContinue reading “Bequeathed”
A Call to Remember
Oh Be’uty, ever mysterious Muse!With each passing day, do You fade away;In thinking to use, did we so abuseAll the wisdom You have tried to convey? As the pride of mankind evermore swelled,An errant view of You did we abide;But if we release this prejudice held,Perhaps again You may be a sure guide? But isContinue reading “A Call to Remember”
Hoping for Clarity 