Not Himself

 

Some days are better than others.

Someone can’t tell me from another.

Another poor, poverty incarnate client, not my equal but too dumb to be silent

I can’t be bothered and I can’t be smothered

Nor can I be loved or your lover

You can’t be pleased you can’t be sated

You know nothing the likes of which for a second you have waited

The forest for the trees the spoiled entitled sass under the guise of distinguished class

Demographics are destiny, didn’t you know?

Genes are passed down, nothing fails to grow, or show, there’s no secret we can stow

Away, go away, they can’t bring themselves to say, just go away

We’re better off without you; you have nothing, no thing, of value

It’s true

As much as it can be

For you, for them, certainly for me

Long minus the be, I do not

Where is man? If nowhere, what has he got?

Not himself

Last Week Tonight - Desantis...and Sin

I watched this

and of course the christian near the end, talking about the two male (homosexual) penguins and how the bible says, “sin no more,” got me thinking about sin.

Well, specifically, sin in light of god’s omnipotence, omniscience, and benevolence. It’s essentially a theodicy of sorts, because nothing imperfect can flow from a perfect being, by definition. 

How does human sinning, especially a priori sin, certainly an imperfection, come into being from a perfect being? Remember, nothing imperfect can flow from a perfect being.

How does an all powerful, all knowing god, all good god, permit sin? Notice I did not ask why, but ‘how’. What are the mechanics of sin’s placement into the world, from a perfect being?

Now consider, what if our presidential candidates had to be questioned thusly about sin.

Why is homosexuality wrong? Why is homosexuality sinful? will elicit pat answers with biblical citations, but how, how, how does sin (an imperfection) come into the world from the perfect creator?

Or if this is the best of all possible worlds, per Leibniz, why all the hubbub, Bub?

Love Letters

I was listening to stuff on youtube today as I worked, and meandered onto this video of guitar phenom Josh Smith.

And while it is certainly a guitarist oriented video, it hit me, it is also a love letter. 

Listen to his language: "Changed my life...without question, ...proceed to have my life changed...in a second...I'd never heard anything like it...took my breath away...I learned every song, every solo..."

This is nothing short of a love letter.

Think of those early days when you were in love, you likely used similar language; after all the ethos of the video is What hooked you? 

What made you fall in love?