Monday, December 19, 2016

Christmas Wish

At this festive time of year is it just me or do many of us not wish to be inserted into a Dickensonian drama? Do we not wish to be able to have Christmas dinner with the likes of the Cratchits, to be able to hoist Tiny Tim upon one's shoulder's to gaze in a shop window, to hear the carolers singing God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, to even be visited by the three Spirits and be managed out of Marley's mundane world of mammon?

Thursday, December 15, 2016

Carbon Emissions

Carbon emissions must be low today. Hopefully we can produce a little bit more of greenhouse gases over the next couple of days to heal this vortex we're in here in the northeast. Global warming never felt so cold! (Perhaps the Russians hacked the weather channel.)

Friday, December 9, 2016

Sleep Walking in this World

Are we sleep walking through this world? Perhaps we have to walk through life somewhat tranquilized. Otherwise, would not the amperage of beauty short-circuit us? Thank you, Lord, that you scorched scarlet in the leaves of oak, that you put the revelry of red in an apple, that you rumpled the quilt of ocean with flakes of moon at night and gemmed it with white hot diamonds during day, that you limited the loveliness of the color-current down enough that our eyes would not break their filaments with the fairness of your earth.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

We Accept so Much on Faith

We accept so much on faith. I see the great mounds of ocean rock and I wonder how such things have come to be. Yes, I am familiar with geology's explanation of pressure. I see trees and acorns that don't seem to be able to hold all that wood and branches and leaves, flowers and buds. Yes, I am familar with evolution's claim that such late plants are the result of the progression of single celled plant life eons and eons ago. I see my cat and I must gasp in astonishment at the... perfect mesh of muscle and movement and I can imagine what the books say of the completion of such consummate coordination when a cat jumps up on a chair. I must confess I am a sceptic on what the schools tell me. I think the answer is more like a great artist has painted all the paintings in this museum and we are largely only guessing at how he has used his pallette and canvas.