Monday, March 8, 2010

Are You Still Alive?
Most of the folks whose blogs I followed have not posted in a good two or more years. Sometimes I feel a bit alone, sometimes I wonder if maybe something happened. After all, if you only know someone via blogging, how can you know if something happens to them or not?

My life certainly has changed greatly in the past couple of months. But if feels as if my feet may be up under me after all (thanks to God and family and friends, without whom I would be surely lost). I'm still loving school, but I'm finding the desire to write again, and to blog again. It's a strange feeling, but a better one than I've been feeling, that had taken up residence in a nest beneath my breast within my heart, and that I hadn't realized was even there. It's scary how something like that can happen. Then you wake up look back and go: what the Hell? I think, that if we have nothing else in common, we human beings are best at lying to ourselves. And by God the truth hurts when we finally have to face it, but it is so much lighter and the world so much brighter when it's actually there for you. I am quite a lucky and blessed person. I'm just sorry that it took me longer to find the truth than it did, it would have saved me pain and heartache, and yet it is pain and heartache that God is so good at transforming to His purpose. There is nothing so terrible, no evil too great, that God cannot overcome and turn back to good.

Just wish I was more observant / smarter and would avoid the bad in the first place! :p

To those of y'all still out there, I'm thinking of you; to those of y'all who may be gone perhaps I'll finally get to meet you when the Final Age is fully present.

'Til next time...
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Sunday, March 7, 2010

because everyone wants to know my theory on art...
So, a friend o' mine has talked about the inspiration for the novel he wrote and it's called "Woman With Her Throat Cut" (go google it if you want to see the image). It's a bronze sculpture. I looked at it, and titled my head a bit, and couldn't figure out what it was. Then, I read the description. I titled my head a bit more and looked at it again, "aha," I thought, "I can almost, sorta-kinda see it." But not really, and only if one squints really hard. Which brings me to my theory on art and my critique on surrealist / modern art:

*ehem*
If it takes a description in order for the viewer to understand what the heck is going on or in order to appreciate what the artist is trying to do it's either a) crap or b) not good.

What's the difference between "a" and "b"? "A" entails just a general failure and shoddy craftsmanship whilst "b" entails that it may have some aesthetic benefits but since the telos of the thing actually requires translation, fails on the level of basic communication. E.g. a musical piece that doesn't sound sad when it's supposed to transmit the ethos of melancholy would be "not good" even if the arrangement and notes where technically right, vs. the music sounding like a cacophony.

Right, back to translating Greek.

'Til next time...
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Thursday, March 4, 2010

*reflective*
I have within me the urge, the desire, to write; a craving for which I have not had in quite awhile. It is an enjoyable feeling, although one I must for the moment keep to the side so as to finish my studies in a timely fashion. Perhaps later tonight I shall indulge.

I've also taken up "The Masque of the Red Death" again, I wonder if it's possible to re-memorize what once I knew completely by heart. A nice, five minute break from studying in truth.

'Til next time...
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Wednesday, December 9, 2009

   :grrr:
My husband is irritated with me because I actually have to go to work. I have no car, no form of transportation except him. He doesn't want to come home tonight--he has to protect someone else's house, apparently, because he doesn't like the person who is hanging around that house. Yesterday his excuse was that the car broke down. He has an exam at nine tomorrow, I have to be at work at or before nine. Guess who's going to get to sit out in the cold waiting for her boss to arrive because her husband a) won't come home tonight and b) won't allow her to drive their only car (even though she has a driver's license. Can you say: woman trapped at home and neglected by husband? Yes, you can.
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Friday, November 27, 2009

   after much thinking
Edit: deleted based on advice from Peck.

'Til next time...

I love you Batman @}~~',~~
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Thursday, November 26, 2009

   :crying:
Edit: deleted due to advice from Peck.

'Til next time...

I love you Batman @}~~',~~
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Monday, November 9, 2009

   false advertising
So, we're reading a collection of essays concerning the Book of Revelation that is supposed to be scholarly and not literal. Well, the one I just finished reading used Revelation as a way to explain that the US is evil and the beast and that all Christians in America are false Christians. There are so many different levels in which this text was offensive, but one of the ones that I did not mention in my short reaction to it (required by the professor) was how it was false advertising. The piece was not good exegesis, it is blatant eisegesis. The guy wants to prove that the US government is to blame for all the ills of Latin America, and he uses the text of Revelation to do so, I do not consider this good scholarly work and I deem it harmful to the ecumenical world. >_<******

Just wanted to blow off yet more steam.

'Til next time...

I love you Batman. @}~~',~~
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Tuesday, October 20, 2009

procrastinating
Somewhat successfully. Mostly due to an inadvertent nap late in the afternoon. I usually can't sleep sitting up, but apparently I pulled it off today.

I finished readings in order to do a take home exam. Looked at the first question--and realize that I have to finish up another book in order to take said exam :sigh: I had not wanted to work on my theology or ethics paper yet, but it seems like I shall. Well, that and do the readings for the exam, but I shan't do that until after I've completed at least [i]some[/i] writing.

'Til next time...

I love you Batman @}~~',~~
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Wednesday, October 7, 2009

:sigh:
The problem with preconceived notions is that when we confront reality our notions are found very ineffectual.

Marriage is not another form of friendship, rather, it is another form of life. Those who enter into marriage cannot expect to remain the same as they were before. For marriage takes two concrete individuals and forces them to work in tandem, together. It shifts the identity focus from the self to the other. It is a Very Painful Process. But it is also a Beautiful and Joyous process; very much so, if one does not allow preconceived notions to interfere. I'm not talking about the basic concept being different, I'm talking about the notions of expectation. E.g.: "we were friends when we began, now we can live together." Marriage is more than simply living together. Marriage is more than mere friendship (which is a great and wonderful thing and challenge in and of itself). Marriage is a death to the individual and a rebirth as a couple. No longer will life go back to the way it was, because now someone has entered the horizon and changed the ground of being.

There's a reason why marriage is considered a sacrament in the Catholic Church. And God is most definitely needed in it to get us through it, because left to our own disordered devices based on our silly preconceived notions, we human beings are just going to bungle things up.

'Til next time...

I love you Batman; and I am blessed to wake up each day to find you with me. @}~~',~~
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Tuesday, February 10, 2009

as a Catholic ...
It saddens me when people are surprised to discover the fact -- the reason for their surprise being: I'm female and I think for myself. Why is this such a surprising thing? Does my faith really have that strong a stereotype in non-Catholic circles? As a Catholic, I have never felt that my being female limited me in anyway within the Church, nor have I felt like I could not think for myself. In fact, I believe that if I did not think for myself that I would harm my being Catholic. The Church Fathers thought for themselves, why can't I? Just because I turn to Tradition for my grounding does not mean that I do not have the capacity to think, nor does it mean that the Church will condemn me for doing so.

That's all I wanted to say.

'Til next time ...

I love you Batman @}~~',~~
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