I can't help but think that he's not up there for God; he's up there to impress us, prove that he's better than us, sway our minds and hearts in his favor. We love him, and he moves us. We respond like a shudder, the crowd shaking with desire, whether sexual or spiritual or pathological--a disease we can't shake--I don't know. It's my ignorance that fuels my belief that he wants us to love him. He's actually a star and we worship him. He's actually a cultist and we follow him to death. He's actually Eve, and we, as Adam, follow his fragrant, enticing, valuable form through the jungle of the crowd, pushing closer just to hear his words.
He extends to us damnation and we see only heaven. Is it he or we who bear the shame?
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This is familiar.
ReplyDeleteWell said.
Thank you. I hate Vespers and Renewal here.
ReplyDeleteYes, well said. I used to like vespers, but it's harder to enjoy it if you're sitting alone. Renewal is always way too full. Besides, no one notices if you're not there.
ReplyDeleteI think the time for lectures has passed. We have engaged intellectually and found it good but inadequate. We must find another approach.
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