"I cannot make the universe obey me. I cannot make other people conform to my own whims and fancies. I cannot make even my own body obey me."

--Thomas Merton

Originally referred by Wendy Cooper's blog:

reality is interpretation. the stories we tell help establish the boundaries for our actions. our actions are partner in enacting destiny.

interpretation is all that we have.
engage it authentically.
hold it sacred.

(From here)

"Redemption is a tragicomedy leading from suffering incarceration to liberating resurrection. Creation is a fantasy leading from mysterious freedom to the formed structure of existence, comprehensible though not comprehended. Redemption is the story that moves from the binding necessity of existence to the freedom of a new creation. Creation is the tale that begins with freedom and ends with loss."

--Robert Paul Roth, The Theater of God: Story in Christian Doctrines, p. 49

(one of my poems, dated Feb. 19/96)

Tertiary

I am my own Antichrist
Subhuman and Demigod at once
Huddled together like lovers
French kissing
They fall into a ditch

I am my own Antichrist
Perfectly incomplete
Like a cannibal with an identity crisis
Who considers it absurd
To be expendable
Or like a co-dependent playing solitaire
Being the last person on earth
After the love bomb
I am my own Antichrist
Completely imperfect
Like a week with no Sabbath
And I feebly see no end
Or like a year without an autumn
And I always fall out of season...

Dreamy thoughts...

Dancing to the Sound of Light (Lyrics and music: Ketil Sounces copyright 1991 Broken songs [ASCAP])

Do never let die
Steal a color from the sky
And paint everything down under

Live love and let cry
Make a poem, tell you why
Go wherever your mind may wonder

Through human eyes it's always hard to see
Still there's a chance that someday we'll be

Dancing to the sound of light
Moving to a rhythm, shining bright
Dancing in the borderland
There's something here for us to understand

Wise piece of advice
Take religion by surprise
Love feeds on truth and beauty

Start passing the word
Tell them everything you've heard
Right now is where heaven might be

Across the river lies our destiny
I've got thiis feeling that someday we'll be

Dancing to the sound of light
Moving to a rhythm, shining bright
Dancing in the borderland
There's something here for us to understand

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From Darn Floor - Big Bite by DA

The Earth Household (Lyrics by Terry Taylor Music by Terry Taylor, Greg Flesch, Tim Chandler copyright 1987 Broken Songs)

Sleeping by the hearth of the earth household
Content and relaxed before the fire of life
It's becoming like a castle all woven of mist
Disintegrating when i want to grab a hold

Struggle to go somewhere beyond
The earth household, the earth household
Go to the other unknowable side
Of the earth household, the earth household

We chase with the hounds for the meaning of the world
The unattainable meaning of the world
Now I'm gonna run to the other side
Beyond the borderland of death I ride

Slip through a tear in the fabric of the world
The earth household, the earth household
Speak the foreign language of a place beyond
The earth household, the earth household

I drink you endlessly toward my hollow heart
And wake at night repeating, "How strange, how strange!"
All is touch and vision in a passionate kiss
And life's a drab curtain ready to be raised

Struggle to go somewhere beyond
The earth household, the earth household
Go to the other unknowable side
Of the earth household, the earth household

The earth household, the earth household

We chase with the hounds for the meaning of the world...

(Yet another test that I originally saw on Darren Friesen's weblog)


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The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.

--Ellen Parr

Boredom vs. being doomed!: Go here

Figuring out quotes of others: Go here

Kyriosity: Go here

Curious about my own thoughts? Here's a poem of mine:

The Truth That Contradicts Itself [originally composed in 1994]

irony
one idea rubbing against it's opposite
the friction grating.
at it's zenith is a paradox
that is eternal
passionate irony, blushing!

Creationary thoughts...

"We are determined to do no wrong, but without the breadth of energy that is simultaneously iconoclastic and respectful of the triumphs of the past, we are unable to produce great works of art that will inspire our children's children. The truly heroic does not accord well with our age. And the result can be a form of paralysis and a drying up of our creative springs."

--F. David Peat, The Blackwinged Night, 20

"I then found out that, in this great act of creation, the First Creator/First Cause manifested itself as an explosion, not an implosion. It was a burst of 'out-giving' that kept on giving and apparently kept nothing back for itself. It makes sense because true creation seeks no return."

--Syd Kessler, The Perfect System, 22-23

Heretics have always been easier to find than God, either because they speak in a louder voice or because dogmatists are more interested in finding them.

(From the column Crackpots and Earthen Vessels, in The Door Magazine, issue #184)

Santa Claus is a LOSER!

Find out why HERE!