Saturday, August 25, 2018

do you have a reservation

One by one

Coming to final hours

Saturday evening

troubling of a star

That everything is connected is not easily evident.

Yet, everything depends on such knowledge.

When to the new eyes of thee
  All things by immortal power,
  Near or far,       30
  Hiddenly
  To each other linkèd are,
  That thou canst not stir a flower
  Without troubling of a star;

(--from 'The Mistress of Vision' by Francis Thompson, 1859-1907)
      https://www.bartleby.com/236/240.html

It is our fundamental ignorance that says we are detached and self reliant.

Scoundrels and hypocrites prey on this ignorance for their own gain.

We must learn to love what poetry tries to reveal to us

Friday, August 24, 2018

ringing clear

Bells warn off

Invite silence

Note the holy

Thursday, August 23, 2018

an enemy did this

What do you do with weeds choking things?
Matthew 13:24-30 New International Version (NIV) 
The Parable of the Weeds 
24 Jesus told them another parable: “The kingdom of heaven is like a man who sowed good seed in his field.  
25 But while everyone was sleeping, his enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat, and went away.  
26 When the wheat sprouted and formed heads, then the weeds also appeared.27 “The owner’s servants came to him and said, ‘Sir, didn’t you sow good seed in your field? Where then did the weeds come from?’ 
28 “‘An enemy did this,’ he replied.“The servants asked him, ‘Do you want us to go and pull them up?’ 
29 “‘No,’ he answered, ‘because while you are pulling the weeds, you may uproot the wheat with them.  
30 Let both grow together until the harvest. At that time I will tell the harvesters: First collect the weeds and tie them in bundles to be burned; then gather the wheat and bring it into my barn.’”
Is there something useful here?

Maybe mowing tomorrow.

Wednesday, August 22, 2018

today in what used to be the presidency

Of course we’re tired of ignorance.

And mendacity.

Aren’t we?

Yes, we are.

Tuesday, August 21, 2018

headline, Washington Post, 21aug18

Michael Cohen, President Trump’s longtime personal lawyer, pleaded guilty to eight violations of banking, tax and campaign finance laws and faces a recommended jail sentence of between four and five years.

https://www.washingtonpost.com/?nid&noredirect=on&reload=true

Monday, August 20, 2018

show me your original face


The one you had before your mother and father were born.
Prosopon (UK/ˈprɒsəpɒn/,[1][2] US/prəˈs-/;[3] from Ancient Greekπρόσωπον; plural: Ancient Greekπρόσωπα prosopa) is a technical term encountered in Christian theology. It is most often translated as "person", and as such is sometimes confused with hypostasis, which is sometimes also translated as "person." Prosopon originally meant "face" or "mask" and derives from Greek theatre, in which actors on a stage wore masks to reveal their character and emotional state to the audience. Both prosopon and hypostasis played central roles in the development of theology about the Trinity and about Jesus Christ (Christology) in the debates of the fourth through seventh centuries. 
The term "prosopon" is used for "the self-manifestation of an individual" that can be extended by means of other things. For example, a painter includes his brush within his own prosopon. (Grillmeier, 126) 
St. Paul uses the term when speaking of his direct apprehension in the heart of the Face (prosopon) of Christ (II Cor 4:6). 
Prosopon is the form in which hypostasis appears. Every hypostasis has its own proper prosopon: face or countenance. It gives expression to the reality of the hypostasis with its powers and characteristics. (Grillmeier, 431)
(—Wikipedia) https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prosopon 
Comment:
Is the answer in the original question? “Show ’me’, your original face, before parents* were born.
*‘parent ’ —from the present participle of the verb pariō (I bring forth, I give birth to, I produce)[1][2]
Are we, each to each, one another’s original face before we give birth to notion or belief in  object or separation of ‘other’ or ‘stranger.?”

Without thinking pars* (*part, portion, share) we remain residing in the whole. Without partializing or fragmenting there remains mere what-is-there, as-it-is, in-itself.

Ok!

Show me!

Sunday, August 19, 2018

something still more

Having a laugh, alongside bed, the elderly lobsterman’s companion, introduced me to the Finnish name of the quiet man’s boat; sisu.
Sisu, a Finn will tell you, thinking very hard, means “something still more.” 
Jean Sibelius defines sisu as a metaphysical shot in the arm which makes a man do the impossible. At the Helsinki station on September afternoon I left Finland, Nurmi gave me his favorite definition. “Sisu is patience and strong will without passion,” he said; “it comes to men miraculously in times of stress.” 
 “A typical Finn,” a countryman said to me, “is an obstinate sort of fellow who believes in getting the better of bad fortune by proving that he can stand worse.” 
When a situation looks particularly dangerous or grim, the Finn laughs and says, “Oh, well, nothing fiercer than death can come of it.” 
(—by Hudson Strode, in Sisu: a word that defines Finland, New York Times, 14Jan.1940)
 https://timesmachine.nytimes.com/timesmachine/1940/01/14/118432615.pdf 
She’d eaten his chocolate pudding.

He brings the sea to the room in his face.