My friend Dasephix shared this quote with me recently. I found it an absolutely stunning description of how I feel most of the time, particularly the part: the realization “that the self one has sewn together with such effort is all dirty rags, is unusable, is gone: and out of what raw material will one […]
The Paradox of Courage
I’m trying to work with a new form in my next novel, and yes, it’s causing severe bouts of doubt. Can I pull it off? Will it be a huge flop? With a possibility of failing, though, I’m hoping there will be the same possibility of success. The whole process requires a regular dose of […]
Do You Hate Your Family?
I know. I’m asking some tough questions. Are you still with me? Jesus says in Luke 14:26: ”If anyone comes to Me, and does not hate his own father and mother and wife and children and brothers and sisters, yes, and even his own life, he cannot be My disciple.” Do you hate your family? […]
Standing in the Midst of Life
From Rilke’s wonderful book Letters to a Young Poet. [Post image: Starry night by magicmarie on stock.xchng]
If There Is No God
I don’t understand the argument below. Do you? Please enlighten me. I’d give Geisler and Turek a hard time about it, but this kind of argument is rampant in all the existential literature (on all sides), and I, for one, am flummoxed concerning it. The following excerpt is from I Don’t Have Enough Faith To […]