how do you find god

 Do the right thing

there’s worry we are being recorded

 What you believe is 

what is seen

What is seen  

Is what you believe

No belief

Nothing seen

It is easy 

To love God

There’s nothing 

To it

Love is

Not belief

It sees itself

In what is seen

Nothing

Else

maybe the best flag is the word that flags what is foremost

 

franciscani

Anthony was 35 when 

he died in Padua in 1231

I think of him today.

your turn

 Yes

If i had to choose

I’d choose

 Yes

correct(ion)

 All is

(not) lost

this and that

(still)  -- 

 

finding this 

(and) that . . .

nonagenarian

(friend) writes

...        

        --  ion, any atom or group of atoms that bears one or more positive or negative electrical charges. (Britannica)

one way or the other

Deo Gratias

Otherwise

Miserere nobis

preghi

 Yes, I pray

For you, for me

I pray we become human

Free, safe, and come to dwell

In our true home… Happily —

What does our “true home” look like?

I suspect we will know it

When we find ourselves in it.

May you find

Yourself well

Within it!

vetus

willing to be old

each day comes and goes, can't help

losing this and that

looking back seeing nothing

looking ahead, nothing there

...

        * vetus, veteris M; [Latin] old, aged, ancient, former, veteran,  experienced, long-standing, chronic

when prophecy ends

Shut up

MU -- Say no

More

what did illusion say to certainty

If you want to be

Enlightened, go ahead do

It — I’ll just sit here

bridges for inter-cultural communication

Makes you wonder what the 'human-being' makes of, or contributes to, the fact of 'Being-Itself' sounding through our being-human.

Thus one could claim that the lack of an elaborated anthropological vision made Heidegger’s philosophy after the ‘turning’ philosophically anti-Hellenic. The quest for ethics and moral distinctions that have bedeviled the students of his work must be incorporated within a quest for a complete anthropology delineated by his works, an anthropology that would look at Being in its anthropic re-creation of the silence of nature and the absence of god. Only then will the ethical consequences of the “livable” part of his philosophy become apparent and Heidegger’s philosophy regain the moral authority to reveal the essence of being. Heidegger’s philosophy is arguably the most daring hypothesis about the human condition in recent centuries; yet his answers somehow do not do justice to the questions he poses and show the unredeemed debt that he himself owed to his society, class and personality. Yet the hypothesis remains valid and still spurs thinking on; indeed it makes philosophical thinking immerse itself into the ‘thick questions’ of the mind and helps reformulate important aspects of the European tradition. Indeed, Heidegger’s thought has stimulated great Japanese thinkers like Keiji Nishitani, Nishida Kitaro and Masao Abe and has contributed to the re- interpretation of Dogen and to a degree of Nagarjuna himself. Thus it builds bridges for inter-cultural communication that express a new understanding of the anthropic in history. The cross-pollination of his philosophy leads to a new anthropological vision of being in history and time above and beyond the cultural limits of the philosopher’s origins. For to philosophise does not simply mean to ask “why there are beings rather than nothing?” but “why beings that are experience nothing?”. Then Being ceases to be mute and becomes the true being of the human presence.

 (--in, Heidegger and the Aesthetics of Living, xv, Edited by Vrasidas Karalis, 2008) 

Perhaps it is our 'coming to word' that creates, organizes, and causes to emerge into appearance that which is hidden and that which is not-yet and coming-to-be into what we might call the 'umwelt of now.'

Our contemporary culture suffers an aphasia that stifles authentic communication which might build and nourish out and away from decadent morbidity and caustic rhetoric of decimation, elimination, and ostracization. 

Do we not long for an aesthetic eloquent in creativity, compassion, and cooperating community toward wholesome interrelationality and open-hearted caring?

I do!

And you, too!

se ci sia un altro modo, non lo so

 yes

to everything

all the time

no matter what

(it's simply

the way to 

see one's

way clear)

...

    * whether there is another way, I don't know

mirar dentro

 Sacred Heart of Jesus 

Immaculate Heart of Mary —

There might be a hint here

How fare our hearts?

...

    * look inside

what is going on

 This

Whole

Time

(Yes, 

That’s

It)

watching with wonder and worry

 Rainy Friday morning

Two baby loon on hosmer pond

Their watery home

can I still be joyful whilst not optimistic

 I don't buy it. The over-the-top reckless acclamations of revenge and vituperative governance if elected again. I don't buy it. 

I worry about assassination. I worry someone has decided it would be good for rightwing uprising if the titular frontrunner were to be mowed down by an ambiguous assassin. I worry the rightwing would rather sacrifice the presumptive nominee for the Republican Party and reap the forensic fury to the detriment of maligned and misidentified parties as stooges in the planned misdirection of the crime.

But this worry comes from reading these days about violence, the collapse of civilizations, and the weirdness of consciousness. [cf. 1177 B.C.: The Year Civilization Collapsed: Revised and Updated, by Eric H. Cline (2021); The Weirdness of the World, by Eric Schwitzgebel (2024); and Violence Unveiled: Humanity at the Crossroads by Gil Bailie (1996).] About the latter:

This is a Girardian-influenced, engagingly written classic on the nature of violence and the hope for overcoming it in our conflict-ridden world. It is also a literary work, an often miraculous interplay between cultural documents and historical periods. (Amazon)

The current political babel about vengeance, retribution, mass arrests and deportations, ending immigration, freeing of criminals and flirtation with despotic dictatorship might be a parody carnival-act on the part of a desperate man. 

But it's a script of a bad movie when shadowy characters decide to sacrifice one man for the good of the party and the future of a manufactured crisis. We are witnessing the zombie-like rogues-gallery backdrop to the master of ceremonies' complaint and victimization monologues following 34 felony convictions. 

Like ghouls at an execution they salivate the prospect of being second fiddle to the chief prevaricator as he whittles his way into a mythic scenario of being crucified for the good of the people and the sins of the opposition party.  Is he playing the role too well? Is he being steered into a dark alley to be accosted, mugged, and left for dead in a murky drama of horrific violence?

The comedy becomes a tragedy. 

The nation will be shocked.

Sanity will be compromised.

Chaos will be cultivated.

It will be called "A Time for Retrieving Our Constitutional Footing."

All the crazies who've appropriated the legislative, judicial, and executive functions of our once nascent democracy will declare the experiment too ambitious, too unrealistic, too marxist/socialist, too unchristian and too aufgewacht (woke) for our Schläfrig (sleepy) country.

What do I think?

I hope the carnival continues. I don't want any resolution that entails violence or extra-judicial action. Let Trump be Trump. The people will tire of him. And his entourage? They will drift away to other cons and grifts and become entrepreneurs of entropy grinding down the alacrity and energy of a yet-to-emerge populace from its infancy.

Can I still be joyful whilst not optimistic?

Sure I can.

Pass me the next book, please.

salut et louange du ventre de ma mère

Eighty years ago

In third trimester — drear beach

In Normandy France —

So many gave their lives — sand

waves, fear, blood — fighting for life

…  …   …

     * salvation and praise from my mother's womb

out with dog

Stars off bald mountain

How far away are they — near

Just beyond loon call

not perception, perspective

 This is not reality

Yes it is

This is not really reality

Yes it is

This is not ultimate reality

Wait — 

What are you

Looking at

(Encore) This is not

What I am

Looking at

It’s what I am

What I am

Looking…