“I’m warmed there tonight. Tomorrow’s Your dreams.”
The trained fighter’s most honoured opponent is another trained fighter. The trained fighter’s most honourable opponent is the untrained seeker.
SNOWBUNNY’s anniversary had some real and huge valleys. I’m not completely clear what a vision for this site will look like in the coming months. It’s strange that I won’t be doing a thesis, and discomforting that what jeopardized my continuing studies are things not easily controlled. Most of it wasn’t controllable. Put a person in upheaval and massive change over the long term, she starts developing habits and patterns that she too, finds alienating from herself. I insist that this world, too, is still beautiful. And perhaps I’ll focus my blogsite on that, in an upcoming present.
Asking me questions tempts me for lies. It’s Daedalus who holds my sighs.
Christian wives are not equated with slaves, and the master-slave dynamic is described and advised upon in theological and sociological manners dissimilar to the husband and wife. A look at Ephesians and 1 Peter.
My pen halts, my fear overcomes. And here we have the mystic’s song.
This wasn’t about mind versus heart, nor is faith versus reason at all a true dichotomy. Rather, it’s intellect and will. The struggle is concupiscence, in both ‘secular’ and ‘theological’ denotations.
To deny the fruits of history is to deny the trees of history.
Why must you spend your aching nights, contemplating this caged bird, chirping gaily? You say, “He sings to be freed.” She replied, as she murmurs beyond your sight, “He sings to remind me. I, too, will be home.”
I decided I didn’t want chemistry. Art’s more me, I figured. Who cared for tradition, not me. I’d create a new me, a new path. I’d become a trailblazer. So what if it’s lonely. I’d sit in a hall of fame someday. I’d find a writer, illustrate her stories into light novels. Make my own […]
Came up to a pathway facing a domed, pillared open-aired temple-like structure. Heard voices in the luminescent dark; trees half-circled around the temple-dome branching outwards in a crescent, evergreen at centre and highest moving into deciduous towards the tails. The wind rustling through the trees, the temple-dome on a slight slant, not quite a hill, […]
Aren’t you cute. Poking through the books in this shop, so shy, incredibly timid, aren’t you? You want to check out the new release, don’t you? Just ask those university kids to step out of your way. But no, you’re too polite. It’s why I’m not telling you who I am. Yeah, I’m your bestie […]
Red. Not too much red in this shop. It depends on the shades, luminosity, not only the hue. It’s exquisite. There’s other colours abound here. Maybe if I sit at a table and chair here, I can pretend it’s a desk. Maybe in a classroom, in a large lofty tower, rising to amazing heights. Dizzying […]
Christianity is a religion with an emphasis of taking example by the unfortunate peoples affected by the dynamics involved in social relations. Social justice, when applied to the distribution of opportunities within societies, is a calling embedded deeply into Christian conscience.