I have a heart--but it is broken and crushed. Today I realized that I was sick and very tired of myself. It's really not disgust, or even loathing. It's more like a weariness, an exhaustion. I've never felt this way. In a strange way it intrigues me. Could this definite disenchantment mean something spiritual? Does … Continue reading The Rigidity of Evil
"Afterward Jesus returned to Jerusalem for one of the Jewish holy days. 2 Inside the city, near the Sheep Gate, was the pool of Bethesda, with five covered porches. 3 Crowds of sick people—blind, lame, or paralyzed—lay on the porches.5 One of the men lying there had been sick for thirty-eight years. 6 When Jesus saw him and knew he … Continue reading Bethesda, 31 A.D.
I finally broke through and realized that I am a consummate scorner. I have cultivated this for many years, and especially the last five. I will tell now, I am to scorning as Tiger Woods is to golf. I have been diagnosed with Hepatitis C, a durmoid brain tumor, lung issues with a chemical … Continue reading Scorners Have a Certain Power