Like a buffalo stampede, each charging forward on its own trajectory away from a spook, none exactly certain where they’re going or what exactly they’re running from - But still they run, propelled by the madness of it all. I slow down, and slow them down, deliberately obtrusive. In their gaze I see desperation, terror, … Continue reading Make Room for the Buffalo
Tag: Meditation
Coming to Terms with Faith and God (P.VI)
See part 1, here.See part 2, here.See part 3, here. See part 4, here.See part 5, here. It's been quite a while since my last post. The reasons for this delay is that I thought, before continuing to concretize my thoughts into the written form, that I should give myself some time to read, reflect, … Continue reading Coming to Terms with Faith and God (P.VI)
Coming to Terms with Faith and God (P.II)
In my previous post (see here), I began my introspective exploration of Revelation. Here is Part II of this series, which I feel I am writing a bit hastily, but whatever. This is more of an artistic endeavor than a scholarly exposition. Welcome to my inner painting, I suppose. It is in light of … Continue reading Coming to Terms with Faith and God (P.II)
Might it be us?
The only thing I can state with certainty - that is, the eye in me that states uncertainly - about the human condition, which might help to alleviate those terrible fits of nihilism that (im)mature contemplation is inclined to produce, is this: Just as one could reasonably regard consciousness as the inevitable and occasional product … Continue reading Might it be us?
The Inner Voice
I choose not to trust that visceral inner voice, that emotional and unevaluated clamour of conditioned reactions; that deceptive feeling of deep knowing, which is no more than hardened and entrenched schema reinforced by a bias towards confirmatory experiences; that overwhelming tribal instinct urging me not to abandon the familiar for the foreign; that unbridled … Continue reading The Inner Voice
