(Journey in a Broken World)
Article by Marc Aupiais
I still remember when I decided to logically prove my entire religion- I still do- but then I was only beginning it. I showed that our every desire was proportionate, or improportionate mimicry of the mediator of our existence- Reality- that we either love and admire our Mediator, or else envy and despise it- and either admire and befriend it- or attempt to usurp it hatefully.
We often think of Reality as something misty, or indefinite- perhaps rightly so- in some cases. We cannot define it entirely without aid- often it seems a mystery- that which we know enough about- to be fascinated by.
When I pray to Dear Saint Philomena- the child Martyr- forever frozen in time in countless images, and such beauty shown in my mind, and heart- such a boldly beautiful heart, and body and soul; such youth and vigor- yet wisdom in youth, and fascination with True Beauty! When I do so- I am admitting the truth that God has honoured her, and am pleasing to him in this action.
Oddly- the more I live, believe, and manifest in truth- the more pure, the more refined, and healthy my soul feels. The truth not only sets you free- but is freedom itself- the cloud we float on, the pink and purple and blue smoke which carries us on the back of a steam train- as we amazedly realize that in morals at least- the impossible is made but easy, or oft simply viable.
I use my sorrow, and combine it with hope to clean out the faults in my very existence- within my unseen part- my conductor to God- my soul.
Somehow- truth is like breath- like cool mountain air, or snow upon my cheek. It encompasses my self in light and in hope- in protecting it I become a warrior of epic danger, not through violence- but though using the truth itself. When I hope- this warm steam, or smoke perhaps- becomes like a river, sustaining me- and pulling my heart along, and I float effortlessly down- even past rapids- always pulled beyond all enmity into greater currents of hope through truth.
Now- when I die- what do I have- I do not have my human form- my soul perhaps- but what truly do I have- the ultimate treasure I desire is not to ask God this or that- we will know these things- but rather to drink from the fountain of truth, to drown in her endless lake- her ocean- to float on her pure white wings, and speak and be nothing but truth.
When I die- my comfort is in that God is the Truth- he is our mediator, our existence- he is Truth- the frame, the bubble in which we come to be. I dearly love truth- and this is the pull within that we must always hear. Faith without reason is but superstition- it is worth less than an illusion of being. Reason without faith is hardly reason. Faith is the light by which we know the source of all things- the pregnant truth, whose imagination gave birth to the world.
And so I dive deep into the well of truth, into the lake within the well- surrounded by a high wall. I once thought these infinite steep walls but- the confines of a well, yet the closer one comes- and the more one falls from their side into the lake- and by mountains within, the more we see they are boundaries to an infinite universe- a nation beyond all and every map, a just land beyond impossibility itself, and encomapassing all who live within its grasp. The well has become a lake- fed by a small stream- which gradually becomes infinite- and I dive deep- having long since ceased to breathe- and push my way upstream always forcing my way forward. I have learned to breathe in and out truth- and air itself is not the same- nor is water- as compare the infinite living water which is truth.
Let us not aim at what is purely of benefit- nor aim at living just but inches within the border of truth- next to the waring nations nearby- except should we be assigned as a border post handler- even so- let us buy the best estate- in the very center of truth- and cover ourselves in blankets of truth, closing curtains of truth, and lying in the bed of truth- while allowing the truth to rain on the roof of our small infinite house from beyond, as we bow down to the living word- and worship our nation- the mediator of our existence- God himself whom we must adore.
Monday 20 October 2008
Journey in a Broken World- To die in truth- my only desire
Labels:
Journey In a Broken World,
Philomena,
Truth
Dad; Husband; Christian (Catholic); Irish. — News; Business; History; Civilizations; The Western World; Speech; Culture; Law. (Pronounced: Aw-Pea-Air.)
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Popular Posts - This Week
-
( Tridentine South Africa ) Article by Marc Aupiais Catholics in South Africa are obligated to attend church on Sundays throughout the year...
-
(SACNS) #IO12 Live blogging by updating this post: Nexus 7 order-able Today (I won't get one but noting it) Marc Aupiais 20:0...
-
(SACNS) + Google Two things Google Plus should add! Facebook has a option which lets you post, so anyone can read, who subscribes to you...
-
( Insider Confessions Analysis ; c.f. BBC World News (Secular; British; Government; a source we find professional) 04 / 02 / 2009 (4th Feb ...
-
( Catholic Watchdog South Africa ; c.f. Reuers (Secular; British Based; Independent; we don't endorse this article) 12 / 01 / 2009 ; c.f...
-
A lawyer is anyone who does law for a living, from paralegals, to judges, to attorneys, to candidate attorneys, to advocates. A candidate ...
-
Good news about the police and army Image of policeman and of amphibious transport: Microsoft Clip Art. Quick note by Marc Aupiais...
-
I think you will find there is disagreement about whether any part of the bible actually is ahistorical, compared with any other historical ...
-
I wonder if a lecturer like that would be possible today? I just heard Jan-Louis Serfontein died. He used to insist law was the wrong career...
Popular Posts This Month
-
A lawyer is anyone who does law for a living, from paralegals, to judges, to attorneys, to candidate attorneys, to advocates. A candidate ...
-
(SACNS) #IO12 Live blogging by updating this post: Nexus 7 order-able Today (I won't get one but noting it) Marc Aupiais 20:0...
-
(SACNS) + Google Two things Google Plus should add! Facebook has a option which lets you post, so anyone can read, who subscribes to you...
-
( Tridentine South Africa ) Article by Marc Aupiais Catholics in South Africa are obligated to attend church on Sundays throughout the year...
-
I think you will find there is disagreement about whether any part of the bible actually is ahistorical, compared with any other historical ...
-
( Insider Confessions Analysis ; c.f. BBC World News (Secular; British; Government; a source we find professional) 04 / 02 / 2009 (4th Feb ...
-
Good news about the police and army Image of policeman and of amphibious transport: Microsoft Clip Art. Quick note by Marc Aupiais...
-
( Catholic Watchdog South Africa ; c.f. Reuers (Secular; British Based; Independent; we don't endorse this article) 12 / 01 / 2009 ; c.f...
-
If you really believe people are causing climate change and that it is world ending, then the only thing to do is to aggressively promote nu...
Popular Posts | All TIme
-
( See What We See news Archive ; c.f. Pope Benedict XVI, letter/speech on Vatican site (Catholic; Hierarchical; Vatican based) 17 / 02 (Feb...
-
(SACNS) + Google Two things Google Plus should add! Facebook has a option which lets you post, so anyone can read, who subscribes to you...
-
Good news about the police and army Image of policeman and of amphibious transport: Microsoft Clip Art. Quick note by Marc Aupiais...
-
( Media Study South Africa ) Article by Marc Aupiais After much public anger was raised, when Multi-choice decided to do a survey on wh...
-
( See What We See News and Archive ; c.f. UK Telegraph (United Kingdom / British, Independent; Secular) 26 / 08 | August / 2009 ; ABC News ...
No comments:
Post a Comment
No spam, junk, hate-speech, or anti-religion stuff, thank you. Also no libel, or defamation of character. Keep it clean, keep it honest. No trolling. Keep to the point. We look forward to your comments!