"Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!" -Heathcliff, from Wuthering Heights
"I hear the angels are here to kill us.
Oh happy day!
God still hates us! He has not
forgotten us.
We are the mote of His eye!
He will pluck us out.
We are the desiccant ditch water!
He will spew us out of His mouth.
Oh happy day!
"Clouds and fire, you have been
(or once were)
Obscurity in our daylight, and
Clarity in the night season
You were there; now we come to the garden
alone.
We walk about with stiff-necks and
straight strides;
We miss our broken hips, your
hand against
The hollow of our thighs.
"Once you wrestled against the
sons of man,
Against flesh and blood; fleshy
Hearts were the reward for
broken legs, and ribs, and skulls,
and stone,
Shattered against your hate,
grounded into powder.
'The son of man,' they said,
'You wrestle against him,
you visitest him.'
You, the highwayman, you
the bone-breaker, you
the heart-stealer:
How we miss you.
"Once again, put the stone
at our head, and the ladder
at our feet.
May we feel dreadful in the dark,
sleep soundly in your horror
and great darkness,
once again.
Once more (as it once were)
let your cords flail our shops,
Your hammer hit stone
and bone
with the cold and deep thud.
Let your hand touch the hollow places
that we may go halting and whole,
Worshipping and leaning
on the top of our staff."
-Jon Vowell (c) 2009
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Artistic Musings, and Musings on Art
"Love so mighty and so true
Merits my soul's best songs..."
-James Rowe
Merits my soul's best songs..."
-James Rowe
The Ever After
The Ever After is beyond all things, and in all things. It is the source and goal, the beginning and the end. It fills up and consumes all things. It is the land beyond all lands, and in all lands, possessed by and possessing of the mightiest angel of heaven and smallest speck of dust. The whole world is full of its glory.
The Ever After is ever sought by all and in all. Only the indifferent are silent. All else sing their songs of faith and doubt, anger and love, joy and sorrow, pleasure and pain. To hate it is to seek it; to love it is to seek it. To ignore it is death.
The Ever After is ever seeking, flowing, moving, living, loving, bleeding, dying. It hunts and it woos. It thunders and it whispers. It strikes and it caresses. Its ravishings restore innocence, and its slavery supplies freedom. To embrace it is death.
The Ever After is dancing, the universe dances to its love. To reject that dance is death; to dance that dance is death.
Those who die in that dance live, and live happily. Those who die without the dance die, and are lost, are lost, are lost.
The Ever After is here, and is coming. It is the magic, and the Magician. The song, and the Singer. The dream, and the Dreamer. The loved, and the Lover. The known, and the Knower. The taken, and the Taker. The heavens and the earth declare its glory.
The Ever After is waiting...
The Ever After is ever sought by all and in all. Only the indifferent are silent. All else sing their songs of faith and doubt, anger and love, joy and sorrow, pleasure and pain. To hate it is to seek it; to love it is to seek it. To ignore it is death.
The Ever After is ever seeking, flowing, moving, living, loving, bleeding, dying. It hunts and it woos. It thunders and it whispers. It strikes and it caresses. Its ravishings restore innocence, and its slavery supplies freedom. To embrace it is death.
The Ever After is dancing, the universe dances to its love. To reject that dance is death; to dance that dance is death.
Those who die in that dance live, and live happily. Those who die without the dance die, and are lost, are lost, are lost.
The Ever After is here, and is coming. It is the magic, and the Magician. The song, and the Singer. The dream, and the Dreamer. The loved, and the Lover. The known, and the Knower. The taken, and the Taker. The heavens and the earth declare its glory.
The Ever After is waiting...
The Voice
"For it is in closest union with [God] that we live and move and have our being; as in fact some of the poets in repute among yourselves have said, 'For we are also His offspring.'"
-Acts 17:28 (Weymouth New Testament)
"I will open my mouth in a parable: I will utter dark sayings of old, which we have heard and known, and our fathers have told us. We will not hide them from their children, shewing to the generation to come the praises of the Lord, and his strength, and his wonderful works that he hath done." Psalm 78:2-4 (King James Version)
-Acts 17:28 (Weymouth New Testament)
"I will open my mouth in a parable: I will utter dark sayings of old, which we have heard and known, and our fathers have told us. We will not hide them from their children, shewing to the generation to come the praises of the Lord, and his strength, and his wonderful works that he hath done." Psalm 78:2-4 (King James Version)
Voices
"Not everything assumes a name. Some things lead beyond words. Art inflames even a frozen, darkened soul to a high spiritual experience. Through art we are sometimes visited - dimly, briefly - by revelations such as cannot be produced by rational thinking. Like that little looking-glass from the fairy-tales: look into it and you will see - not yourself - but for one second, the Inaccessible, whither no man can ride, no man fly. And only the soul gives a groan."
-Alexander Solzhenitsyn
"Poetry demands a man with a special gift for it, or else one with a touch of madness in him."
-Aristotle
"This is something for which [I] have struggled [for]--a Christianity which has balance, not only exegetically and intellectually, but also in the area of reality and beauty; an insistence that beginning with the Christian system as God has given it to men in the verbalized propositional revelation of the Bible, one can move along and find that every area of life is touched by truth and a song."
-Francis Schaeffer
"Be always drunken. If you would not feel the horrible burden of Time weighing on your shoulders and crushing you to the earth, be drunken continually.
Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will. But be drunken."
-Baudelaire
"[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little more aware of the deeper, unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves."
-T.S. Elliot
"Maybe redemption has stories to tell."
-Switchfoot
"If you be born near the dull-making cataract of Nilus, so that you cannot hear the planet-like music of poetry...[then this] curse I must send you in behalf of all poets, that while you live, you live in love and never get favor, for lacking skill of a sonnet; and when you die, your memory [will] die from the earth for want of an epitaph."
-Sir Phillip Sydney
"Poetry is not like reasoning, a power to be exerted according to the determination of the will. A man cannot say, 'I will compose poetry.' The greatest poet even cannot say it; for the mind in creation is as a fading coal, which some invisible influence, like an inconstant wind, awakens to transitory brightness...and the conscious portions of our natures are unprophetic either of its approach or its departure."
-Percy Bysshe Shelley
"[A] story does what no theorem can quite do. It may not be 'like real life' in the superficial sense; but it sets before us an image of what reality may well be like at some more central region."
-C.S. Lewis
"Art is a collaboration between God and the artist; and the less the artist does, the better."
-Andre Gide
"The world will never starve for want of wonders, but only for want of wonder."
-G.K. Chesterton
"I am not an atheist, and I don't think I can call myself a pantheist. We are in the position of a little child entering a huge library filled with books in many languages. The child knows someone must have written those books. It does not know how. It does not understand the languages in which they are written. The child dimly suspects a mysterious order in the arrangement of the books but doesn't know what it is. That, it seems to me, is the attitude of even the most intelligent human beings towards God. We see the universe marvelously arranged and obeying certain laws but only dimly understand these laws. Our limited minds grasp the mysterious force that moves the constellations."
-Albert Einstein
-Alexander Solzhenitsyn
"Poetry demands a man with a special gift for it, or else one with a touch of madness in him."
-Aristotle
"This is something for which [I] have struggled [for]--a Christianity which has balance, not only exegetically and intellectually, but also in the area of reality and beauty; an insistence that beginning with the Christian system as God has given it to men in the verbalized propositional revelation of the Bible, one can move along and find that every area of life is touched by truth and a song."
-Francis Schaeffer
"Be always drunken. If you would not feel the horrible burden of Time weighing on your shoulders and crushing you to the earth, be drunken continually.
Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will. But be drunken."
-Baudelaire
"[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little more aware of the deeper, unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves."
-T.S. Elliot
"Maybe redemption has stories to tell."
-Switchfoot
"If you be born near the dull-making cataract of Nilus, so that you cannot hear the planet-like music of poetry...[then this] curse I must send you in behalf of all poets, that while you live, you live in love and never get favor, for lacking skill of a sonnet; and when you die, your memory [will] die from the earth for want of an epitaph."
-Sir Phillip Sydney
"Poetry is not like reasoning, a power to be exerted according to the determination of the will. A man cannot say, 'I will compose poetry.' The greatest poet even cannot say it; for the mind in creation is as a fading coal, which some invisible influence, like an inconstant wind, awakens to transitory brightness...and the conscious portions of our natures are unprophetic either of its approach or its departure."
-Percy Bysshe Shelley
"[A] story does what no theorem can quite do. It may not be 'like real life' in the superficial sense; but it sets before us an image of what reality may well be like at some more central region."
-C.S. Lewis
"Art is a collaboration between God and the artist; and the less the artist does, the better."
-Andre Gide
"The world will never starve for want of wonders, but only for want of wonder."
-G.K. Chesterton
"I am not an atheist, and I don't think I can call myself a pantheist. We are in the position of a little child entering a huge library filled with books in many languages. The child knows someone must have written those books. It does not know how. It does not understand the languages in which they are written. The child dimly suspects a mysterious order in the arrangement of the books but doesn't know what it is. That, it seems to me, is the attitude of even the most intelligent human beings towards God. We see the universe marvelously arranged and obeying certain laws but only dimly understand these laws. Our limited minds grasp the mysterious force that moves the constellations."
-Albert Einstein
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- Halcyon
- Greetings, fellow human. I'm a Christian cultural apologist with a BA in English (Crichton College), a MA in English and MFA in Creative Writing (University of Memphis), and am currently a PhD candidate at the U of Memphis. I am a Dark Fantasy Realist (floating somewhere between Chesterton and Cormac McCarthy), ardent Logocentrist, hardcore Trinitarian, Sacramental Protestant, aspiring author, frustrated rockstar, and lover of pie.
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