* it is what it is. not what it was. for me, Jesus was the missing piece. and it was Joseph Smith who turned the puzzle around so i could finally see what it depicted. how tragic to be a product of one's time, when the time is one of mass production. fruitless discussion sprouts from seedless introspection there is no safe path in the spiritual life. but if there was, i wouldn't take it. the best thing by far about publishing a book is that afterward you don't have to think about it anymore. the only way to be free of doubt, other than not being intelligent enough to have any, is to recognize we are responsible for our beliefs. do not decry the antihero in an age of antiquests. i stand in the shade of giants, where it's cool. to stand on their shoulders would be very uncomfortable for them, not to mention impolite. every single time you ask a question to an 'AI', a devil is summoned from the underworld and will torment you until you repent. Nabokov writes so well it makes me ashamed to put two words together. you need to add a grain of salt to what you read, but it's even better if you mix it into a little water to make a brine and let it ferment. 'there are gods and then there's God, and the latter has nothing to do with the former'. if this is the case, can we please, at least, respect language and use a different word for one or the other? Arachne is the opposite of Jacob. i don't speak academic. one thing i have successfully unlearned. makes it hard when i happen to visit the country. God has two green thumbs, but more importantly, a green mind to be a pluralist and a personalist is to believe the deepest question to be, not how, not what, not why, but who. this is, incidentally, the most dangerous, scandalous and illegal question of our age. apophatic theology. just say no. no apophatic theology for me. i won't take no for an answer.
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