The madman— Have you not heard of that madman Who lit a lantern in the bright morning hours, ran to the market place, and cried incessantly: “I seek God! I seek God!” –As many of those who did not believe in God were standing around just then, he provoked much laughter. Has he got…
In the horizon of the infinite – We have left the land and have embarked. We have burned our bridges behind us –indeed, we have gone farther and destroyed the land behind us. Now, little ship, look out! Beside you is the ocean: to be sure, it does not always…
Is it virtuous when a cell transforms itself into a function of a stronger cell? It has no alternative. And is it evil when the stronger cell assimilates the weaker? It also has no alternative; it follows necessity, for it strives for super- abundant substitutes and wants to regenerate itself. Hence we should make…
I think of my grandfather of late. He raised a family of five daughters, one son, tending a few acres of land in Johnson Country, North Carolina. My mother once mentioned how happy he felt upon purchasing his first tractor. He no longer had to walk behind a mule, in order to plow a…
Let us beware of thinkingthat the world eternally creates new things. There are no eternally enduring substances;Matter is as much of an error as the God of the Eleatics. But when shall we ever be done with our caution and care? When will all these shadows of God cease to darken our minds?When will…
Monday after Mother’s day. Reflection, musing, thoughtful consideration is a human trait. I doubt that dogs are able to perform such mental acrobatics as they are not blessed, and troubled with language and syntax. It is natural for us homo sapiens to wonder to ourselves about the origin, about the essence of everything, to…
Sunday. Today is mother’s day. I wish that my mother could be here. Once again I would show her my gratitude for the kindness which she demonstrated to me. She is not here however as each of us pay dues to time. We are time bound. This tune has to do with time. There…
New struggles — After Buddha was dead, his shadow was still shown for centuries in a cave –a tremendous, gruesome shadow. God is dead; but given the way of men, there may still be caves for thousands of years in which his shadow will be shown. –And we –we still have…
Another discussion among friends on the matter of abortion, politics, women’s rights. I need to hear the words of others to get a wide angle view of our condition presently. I took away from the discussion wonderment, how evangelicals once disposed to treat others kindly, practicing their personal piety privately, have become indifferent to…
Drift Away Day after day I’m more confused Yet I look for the light through the pouring rain You know that’s a game that I hate to lose And I’m feelin’ the strain Ain’t it a shame Oh, give me the beat boys and free my soul I wanna get lost in your rock…
