Blind beguiled kid

Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind;
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
Nor hath love's mind of any judgment taste;
Wings and no eyes figure unheedy haste:
And therefore is love said to be a child,
Because in choice he is so oft beguil'd


(I, i)
A Midsummer Night's Dream

Slow down you crazy child

Vienna- Billy Joel



Slow down you crazy child
You're so ambitious for a juvenile
But then if you're so smart tell me
Why you are still so afraid?

Where's the fire, what's the hurry about?
You better cool it off before you burn it out
You got so much to do and only so many hours in a day

But you know that when the truth is told
That you can get what you want
Or you can just get old
You're gonna kick off before you even get halfway through
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you

Slow down you're doing fine
You can't be everything you want to be before your time
Although it's so romantic on the borderline tonight
Too bad but it's the life you lead
You're so ahead of yourself
That you forgot what you need
Though you can see when you're wrong
But you know you can't always see when you're right

You got your passion you got your pride
But don't you know only fools are satisfied?
Dream on but don't imagine they'll all come true
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you

Slow down you crazy child
Take the phone off the hook
And disappeaar for a while
It's alright you can afford to lose a day or two
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you

-

Courage: not simply 1 of the virtues- but the form of every virtue at the testing point

You die and die and then you are beyond death

From the moment a creature becomes aware of God as God, and of itself as self, the terrible alternative of choosing God or Self for the center is opened to it.

-C.S. Lewis: the Screwtape letters

It isnt the devil in humanity that makes Man a lonely creature - it's his God-likeness. It's the fullness of the Good that can't get out or can't find its proper "other place" , that makes for loneliness.

-Mr God, This is Anna-

A story is only as good as its ending. Knowing the ending takes away the fear of the journey and leaves you free to enjoy it.

If I could - 1927

If I could paint I'd paint a portrait of you
The sunlight in your eyes a masterpiece of truth
And a single tear like a silent prayer
That's shining so much brighter than a diamond ever-dared

If I could do anything at all I'd do it for you

If I could write I'd write a book for you
A tale of hidden treasures with an I.O.U
But a million words wouldn't say a thing
That won't be said in three words
Where love's the central theme

If I could do anything at all I'd do it for you

Hey darling can't you see
What you mean to me
Anything I could do I'd do it for you

Hey daring don't you know
Just how far I'd go
Anything I could do I'd do it for you

Sometimes I feel so second rate
Seems loving you was my greatest mistake I know
I'm insecure and love don't keep a score
But I wish I could give you more

If I could play, i'd play up a storm for you
A raging sea of passion that you never knew
Every whispered sound would touch your heart
And maybe for a moment I could be your favourite star

If I could do anything at all
If I could I'd give you more
If I could do anything at all

I'd do it for you.

The Screwtape Letters + ?

• "...the deadly serious passions of envy, self importance and resentment"

• Disappointment and anticlimax occur on the threshold of every human endeavour : " the transition from dreaming aspiration to labourous doing"

• "Indeed, the safest road to Hell is the gradual one- the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts"

• "If i being what i am, can consider that i am in some sense a Christian, why should the different vices of those people in the next pew prove that their religion is mere hypocrisy and convention?"

• "..not to what i think thou art, but to what thou knowest thyself to be"

The Screwtape letters - C.S Lewis



..and so i ran away and ran and ran and
ran right smack into the Unavoidable that is You

and then i started to question and questioned and questioned and
questioned right back to the origin of of all questions and answers- You


and then logic directed my understanding, and directed and directed and
directed untill the point where it was logical that i could no longer come to any irrefutable understanding or continue any furthur debate- the point where You start to be greater than any possible human understanding.
The place where faith steps in and continues where logic lefts off - "Faith without logic is blind faith- Logic without faith is attempted rationalization"
"If my God was a God that we could fully fanthom and understand- He wouldnt be much of a God."


but yet i still seek universal Truths and seek and
seek and refuse to concede defeat in face of the apparent logic that we will never fully understand for questions are motivated by love and desire to understand You better-
which is evidently what You intend- so should we get answers?

And so in the search for Truth i go around in circles, for logically speaking, any logical conclusions we come up with on our own is open to reasonable doubt based on the truth that your "thoughts are higher than our thoughts, ways higher that our ways".

And thus i circle and circle and circle right back to the beginning and the ending that is You.

The haunting and romance

Themes from a Sacred Romance

There exists in our lives a Haunting that draws us. It is like..the scent of a flower we haven't found. An echo of a tune we have not heard. Images and visions of a country we have never visted. This longing, yearning for a Something elusive that we can't quite grasp, that slips away just when we have gotten a tantalising glimpse of it. We hear it through old familiar songs, see it in the eyes of special men or women, feel it in special moments of intimacy and connection, experience it in the enigmatic attraction to nature and beauty. When we think back about such moments, we feel a deep-rooted longing tinged with shades of sadness and regret. We wish to revisit these moments long gone, recreate the feelings experienced.

The Haunting also appears as a nagging doubt in our lives, as a whisper, that though all is going steadily in your life, that there is "something more, something yet unfufilled". We experience this like a person who cannot help but meet the gaze of another not his/her partner, feels a tremour and then quickly looks away.

Sometimes we are unable to bear this, and we try to kill off that voice in our hearts. We try our best not to hear it, or let it speak. We re-double our efforts to continue with our normal lives, throw ourself into work, drugs, parties alcohol. Church, bible studies and group meetings. And sadly, more often that not we succeed. The voice in our heart grows more and more silent in that stifling atmosphere. It stops speaking to us of dreams and longing, and it's replaced instead with pragmatism and efficiency. But because we were nade for something deeper than this world can offer, the Haunting can never really be extinguished. It still whispers to us in rare moments when it can get through our guard: in the early hours of morning, the late stillness of the night, through dreams, through romantic "happily-ever-after" movies that gets us in a sappy mood, a beautiful sunset, the laughter of children.

What then, is this Haunting trying to draw us to? It is gently nudging us to the realization that there is more that the life we see, prompting us to seek in area after area for something we only have the slightest of ideas of. It is actually trying to engage us in a Romance. Some of us try to find that Romance in sex, parties, social gatherings, travelling, hobbies, adrenaline, and especially in romantic love, where when the feeling of Romance goes, we try and recreate it all over again with someone different. We can taste shades of the Romance through these things, but it is not in them, and trouble arises when we make that mistaken assumption and chase after them looking to fufill that soft but inexhorable Haunting. But the Romance we were meant for is a Sacred Romance. We are being seduced by none other than the Great Romancer.



Sebastian's response to Ariel : the most valuable lesson life has taught me thus far..Is that we were made for more than the world has got to offer, and that there's more to life than this life.