Love the voice here Michael, allowing us to experience your encounters of beings and dimensions --- Thalia to star women -- pen to garden, earth to sky. Bravo and heartfelt thanks.
From Robert Grant, “Eusebius was well aware that many Christians were deeply suspicious of the speculative, philosophy-oriented theology that had long flourished at Alexandria and had later been transplanted to his native city of Caesarea in Palestine.” On that count nothing has changed.
But you poetic assemblage brought to mind our strongest medicine, speculative theology. Without it nothing of any consequence will survive the terror we live in.
"they have forgotten the connection of singing with the whole universe"
One of my favorite parts in *Hadestown* is when the stones start singing—makes me laugh out loud. And it also makes me think of Luke 19:40: "I tell you that if these should keep silient, the stones would immediately cry out." I like to think of Jesus as the actual magic musician, the Orpheus who won.
Over the past couple days, I have been contemplating the opposition of ideology vs. poetry, and of religion as ideology vs. religion as poetry. That seems like where the real fault line's at: an ideological Christian fundamentally doesn't practice the same religion as a poetic Christian, because the one true religion is poetry, and the one false religion is ideology. I feel fairly convinced that Jesus is referring to ideological Christians when He mentions the ones who say His name and yet aren't saved.
So, I guess there's "Christianity" as a mere ideology among others, and then there's Christianity as the universal, cross-sectional poetic religion, found wherever and in whatever guises Sophia and the Logos are to be found.
You're using the wrong word for deer fawn. I had a sentence a couple of weeks ago that used faun and spellcheck and some of my students kept wanting to change it.
Love the voice here Michael, allowing us to experience your encounters of beings and dimensions --- Thalia to star women -- pen to garden, earth to sky. Bravo and heartfelt thanks.
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From Robert Grant, “Eusebius was well aware that many Christians were deeply suspicious of the speculative, philosophy-oriented theology that had long flourished at Alexandria and had later been transplanted to his native city of Caesarea in Palestine.” On that count nothing has changed.
But you poetic assemblage brought to mind our strongest medicine, speculative theology. Without it nothing of any consequence will survive the terror we live in.
It's the medicine we need. True theurgy.
"they have forgotten the connection of singing with the whole universe"
One of my favorite parts in *Hadestown* is when the stones start singing—makes me laugh out loud. And it also makes me think of Luke 19:40: "I tell you that if these should keep silient, the stones would immediately cry out." I like to think of Jesus as the actual magic musician, the Orpheus who won.
Over the past couple days, I have been contemplating the opposition of ideology vs. poetry, and of religion as ideology vs. religion as poetry. That seems like where the real fault line's at: an ideological Christian fundamentally doesn't practice the same religion as a poetic Christian, because the one true religion is poetry, and the one false religion is ideology. I feel fairly convinced that Jesus is referring to ideological Christians when He mentions the ones who say His name and yet aren't saved.
So, I guess there's "Christianity" as a mere ideology among others, and then there's Christianity as the universal, cross-sectional poetic religion, found wherever and in whatever guises Sophia and the Logos are to be found.
I'm right there with you!
You're using the wrong word for deer fawn. I had a sentence a couple of weeks ago that used faun and spellcheck and some of my students kept wanting to change it.
Good stuff, regardless.
Fixed it!
Oops!