Small Talk (3)

aphorisms and short reflections

I lose every argument I have with myself. it's exasperating. most stubborn jerk I ever argued with.

to those who want to play god, we who want to be human are the devil.

against subversion there is only superversion.

if you want to know why a certain tree, or plant, or animal, or whatever, is significant in this or that tradition, ask. I find that primary sources are best. I have asked vines and olive trees and oaks what makes them and their fruits so special, and they told me.

be adventurous and risk it all in pursuit of the greatest knowledge of and communication with the greatest love and creation by the greatest gods and goddesses. or play it safe. either way, it is your choice alone.

I think God forgives despair more than false optimism and willful blindness. the best thing of course is to face the abyss and laugh.

a look at marginalia quickly dispels both the prog and the trad myth, which is really almost the same, of the middle ages as dark and pietistic. they were light and irreverent, the last time society as a whole in the west was so.

you will learn more by reading everything by the few you really like than by reading all the quote unquote great books by all the great writers. just as you will love more and better by loving the few you really love and love you than by loving everyone equally.

tell tales and blaze trails.

I asked a palm on a date. she gave me the back of the hand cause she didn't have a calendar.

I dated myself for a while, but then I decided calendars are stupid.

love can only be the answer if freedom is the question.

he is the wheat growing straight up and the vine slithering through the ground.

I left the door open, so fate didn't knock, he just came in and slapped me in the face, challenging me to a duel, which I of course accepted by turning the other cheek.

the purpose of flat worldviews is making sure there are no hills to die on.

in the beginning was the word, but which one depends on who writes the next sentence.

in the beginning was the word, and by the end it will hopefully be a story.

it's good to fall in love, because when you get back up you're no longer alone.

the job of the writer is to ruffle enough feathers so that the reader can remember those feathers are attached to wings.

an angel can be a jerk, and a devil can be a nice guy. some messages can only be delivered by jerks.

Jesus aka the god formerly known as YHWH.

when the god was born on the earth, the metaphysicians were unimpressed, Our god has no name and no eyes can see it. the rest of the people, however, ignored the pronouncements of the deafness and blindness that the god had tried and failed to cure. they just wouldn't cooperate.

Plato still tells a good story, but after that, Lord help us.

believing in human gods is such stone age nonsense. that immersive experience of nothingness is what's hot right now.

I always prefer noble failure to ignoble success.

Jesus went through a lot of trouble for us and the risk reward ratio doesn't seem great. typical of a labor of love.

etymologically speaking a fact is worth less than a fiction.

can you feel that providence means the same as provision?

my wife has the potential to be a crazy cat lady, which gives me the potential to be a crazy cat lord.

I was born with destiny, I will die with freedom.

I did not embrace my dark side, but I let it embrace me. as for my light side, I always make sure it doesn't blind me.

the noblemen of the future kingdoms have already been born. which is good but also lord help us.

the actions of the governed depend on the consent of the government.

the shape of the bricks for the tower of babel is at stake. don't let other people decide for you. go out and vote.

from what I can gather, the right side of history is on the left side of theory and the wrong side of practice.

breaking news. this aeon an anonymous complaint was filed claiming that eve's sin was in fact not original, but plagiarized. the heavenly counsel is currently reviewing the evidence.

remember to hit the nail on the head so that it's the last one in the coffin.

year 2500, the formerly english speaking countries now speak many varieties of what the philologists of the day call vulgar english. the written forms are safely kept but used only by an educated elite. year 3000, the forms of classical english have degenerated enough for the experts to declare this or that variety a new language, call it evolution and a reason for national pride.

there's nothing new under the sun and nothing old under the moon.

a conflict broke out between fate and freedom, a ceasefire is off the table, as is a two state solution. the child is finally ready to be born.

my freedom and my fate want to get married, but fate's parents are against it. they might just elope, go to las vegas and try their luck.

if it sounds good but smells funny stay away. those who have noses to smell let them smell.

it is easy to underestimate the impact of hot showers on the modern soul.

to believe the day begins at dawn is idolatry.

the bible is not theology. thank god.

to be all in all is to become each in each.

if a machine can imitate it, it is not human language.

the creative soul is always at war with itself, slaying lambs from the beginning.

I married to be engaged.

the past tense, the future relaxed.

the moon is so bright I can still see the chem trails.

God is unparalleled, perpendicularly speaking.

first they decided that only what can be measured can be known, and then adding insult to injury they reduced the number of measuring instruments to those made by the basest of men alone.

sloths love to hang out with trees because they both move slowly.

my favorite conspiracy theory is that 'new world crops' like potatoes and tomatoes and tobacco always existed in the 'old world'. you can see it, can't you? what other proof do you need?

theology ought to be like whipped cream, sweet and firm, with stiff peaks.

the power of a good aphorism is beyond fact and fiction

the highest god isn't nameless just because you were distracted when he introduced himself.

crypto is the money equivalent of the genderless, raceless, placeless human being.

sometimes I can't force myself to understand what it says, it is to ugly to read.

each kind requires its own kindness, and each class its own classics.

there is nothing nude under the sun, which is why god made the moon to unveil it all.

the body is the church of christ.

taking everything with a grain of salt reduces bitterness. a chemical and alchemical reaction on the palate.

for every deep question there are at least two answers for each person, and they lead to a few more questions with similar odds. so just take it easy.

we went to the forest and in a clearing there was a flower. when we returned the next day the flower was gone. if you pay attention, no place is ever the same. the forest doesn't move, but in six months it will be a completely different place.

time is limited and so is energy, so it is preferable to be mediocre at what is mediocre and seek excellence in things that matter.

present day traditionalism is about engineering an extinct species of hominid back to life.

resistance is futile, but insistence is worthwhile.

the machine can easily imitate light, but can never leave darkness alone.

the true human gives something to God that God doesn't have, and he gives it not because it's God's already, but because he loves Him. this is the point of the eucharist, which the priests miss. it's not 'thine own of thine own'. bread and wine are not wheat and grapes.

salvation may be a crossword puzzle but exaltation is a game of word association.

fate and freedom, life and death, let them dance.

if I was stranded on a deserted island I would like to have a book on how to never be found.

Jesus made sure no one's coming to save you.

towers of babel are imitations of trees of life.

a good key to the lost years of Jesus are the images of his parables. makes sense that he would use examples of what he saw and what he did.

learning is such a beautiful experience, a miracle really, and you want to deprive God of it. how cruel, how sad.

it's quite funny that God has to constantly prove His humanity to us.

if you've ever tried to grow a few plants of the same variety in the same patch of ground you cannot believe in the popular adage according to which plants have no individuality. of course some do not have it. even most. just like humans.

wine and bread are the product of little critters eating sugars and pooping out alcohol and farting out gas. this is very important to understand.

it's hard to think of myself as part of a flock. a forest maybe, but not a flock. i am just not that kind of man. what can i say. and i cannot be the only one. so if Jesus really is for everyone, then he is for us not flock people too.

instead of evolution of consciousness, the germination of the self.

the limitlessness of infinities is nothing compared to the limits of a single self. the fun is in playing the game, not in knowing the rules.