Monday, July 30, 2007

your techno-savy assisstance is requested, please...



before i get back to pontificating our current day and age, i have a request from all of you out there in blogdom. if you would utilize whatever resources you use, couldyou let me know if you are able to find out any information about a town called Nimrod, MN other than this wikipedia page? if you CAN, would you please provide me the link? if you CAN'T, would you at least let me know that you tried and failed? it would be a great help and i would consider it a gem of a favor. pretty please?

i'll explain later...

Thursday, July 12, 2007

this is not a book review



if you have never read the series, i would highly recommend it. that's all i want to say, because i don't want to give you puffed up expectations.

as i re-read them this time in anticipation of the conclusion in a week's time, i am struck with how powerful the dynamics between the establishment and the "rebels." i am impressed with how accurately this dynamic is portrayed, and as such, struck with so many pains that stir deep within. how amazing and powerful this scene that has played itself out so many times in our religious institutions. how the one who brings us a truth we would rather not face is cast down and maligned rather than listened to. how many times have we seen this over and over?

i can't say enough to do them justice or encompass all that stirs within me as i read them. i'm not sure if anyone else has noticed, or perhaps i am crazy, but there seems to be a huge "awakening" that is happening to people in a spiritual underground all over the world. not along any sort of religious lines, but rather an undercurrent of spiritual similarity as people are waking up and leaving behind everything they have known and coming to similar spiritual journeys all over the globe. it is amazing to witness and humbling to be a part of. but the more i learn to see it, the more i see it bleeding through in the most unlikely of places. (like the new linkin park that i'm listening to right now) it seems that the more sterile and stale and stagnant and isolated and hateful and fearful and blind the establishment becomes, the more profound the spiritual statements seem to become. i don't know how to describe it really, but there seems to be a spirit sweeping through the world right now shaking things up. erasing old lines and drawing new ones. it seems as if "sides" are being formed in anticipation of a chaotic deneumont. and i grow ever fearful that the institution that was started to bring us "salvation" will actually be the death of us. those of us who refuse to obey anyway... and i grow ever fearful that the same institution will believe they are serving god by killing us off.

perhaps it's just me. and i'm not talking about any sort of a hokey "the world is going to end and here are the verses and headlines to prove it" rhetoric. but i feel the world building towards something right now, something major. something explosive. i can't explain it any better than that right now... sorry.

anyone else feeling or noticing the same things?



“Then I kept looking because of the sound of the boastful words which the horn was speaking; I kept looking until the beast was slain, and its body was destroyed and given to the burning fire."

Monday, July 09, 2007

when you were young and your heart was an open book...




"He is not the God of the dead but of the living."

i don't know why these are the thoughts i have, i just have them. one day, this quote from jesus floated across my transem. and i know that said quote is talking about people and the eternal state of our beings, but it made me wonder some things about the life i, and many other people, live on a daily basis.

it is filled with death. not people who die, but rather things that are already dead. this computer, this desk, this chair, these walls, windows, furniture, carpet, lamp, clothes, car, etc. ad naseum. yet, it is these things that define so much of our world and priorities. and take up the majority of our time and energy to maintain. it becomes so easy for me to forget that i am a part of creation and that i am not seperate from it. and it becomes difficult for me to focus on creation and feel connected to it. to recognize that all that truly exists is god and nature. everything else is man-made and, in my opinion, not as important.

you know, sometimes when i am outside, i try to forget about man-made stuff. buildings, streets, cars, sidewalks, billboards, etc. and just focus on the creation around me at the moment. phase out my attention on the man-made/dead and focus on any natural/living things around at the moment and remember my connection to them and god. this includes other people.

i don't know why, but taking that moment to shift my focus from dead things to living things (even while indoors, although it's much harder to do) really recenters me and helps put things back into perspective. realizing that no matter where i am, in the eyes of the planet, i'm in the middle of nowhere. i'm still out in the middle of a vast open space where the possibilites for our lives are infinite. putting up street signs and man-made boundaries doesn't change that. they just make us forget...

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

happy fourth!


"Okay guys, one more thing. This summer when you're being inundated with all this American bicentennial Fourth Of July brouhaha...don't forget what you're celebrating. And that's the fact that a bunch of slave-owning, aristocratic, white males didn't want to pay their taxes..."

Sunday, July 01, 2007

closer to fine


i don't know if you've ever had a similar experience, but every once in a great while, a song that i have heard for years suddenly comes into focus and i truly "hear" it. whereas before, i didn't really understand it even though i "knew" it. it happened with "i still haven't found what i'm looking for" about 4 years ago. it happened about 7 months ago with "policy of truth." and just this past friday, it happened with a song i've known very well for 16 years. i think finally i'm at a place where the ending strains of the chorus came into sharp focus:

There's more than one answer to these questions
pointing me in a crooked line
The less I seek my source for some definitive
The closer I am to fine.