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Showing posts with label Future. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Future. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 4, 2018

Losing


Who lit the heavens? Who set the stars in motion, where has the architect gone?

What is this world meant to be, was it meant to be anything?

These questions are plaguing

We step away from the world, into the lucidity of dreams

Falling for fantasy, walking through visions, hoping for justice

There is no relief

We are humanity failing, and falling fast, erratic and confused

Like ghosts on the fringe of the real, slipping into ruin

Into sweet delusion

We only have this one planet, Earth, scarred and bleeding

Spinning round in smoke and fumes, devouring the future

We have forsaken it

We poisoned the grail, and set the garden on fire just to watch it burn
                       
We set our feet to wandering, go to make our beds in the wild

Ashes falling from the heavens

Tuesday, October 9, 2018

Time


Thoughts of tomorrow
Fill me, the steady advance
Of time’s progression

Incalculable
The future beyond my reach
Within sight, maybe?

The maybes gather
Like dust drifting in the wind
Nothing in its wake

The reckoning comes
As a trough follows the wave
Choice and consequence

Always occupy
The same space, sequenced by time’s
Differential

We are blind to it
Incapable and inept
Drowning in chaos

Swallowed by the sea
Swimming with Leviathan
Blood-meal for Typhon

Each step leaves its mark
A lifetime of walking stirs
Up a lot of dust

Possibilities
Infinitely changeable
Variegation

The dust mote falling
New worlds are born, divided
Leibnitz is laughing

The echo of dreams
Weakening in the wind, slip
Into yesterday

Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Challenge


To face the unknown
Standing apart, building walls
Then the senses burst

The dreams of youth, drag
Eroding paradigms fail
Withering and weak

The disaffected
Sleep in a field of visions
Buried memories

The violence of birth
Miracles of love and pain
The struggle for life

People cannot live
Bound by hope, as if fated
Can’t be whole and free

Turning with the Norn
A dance with destiny, slip
The self is dissolved

The world is spinning
The future is in motion
There is nothing fixed

Sunday, April 1, 2018

Easter


When I was a child Easter always came in conjunction with a week off from school, Spring Break.

Spring Break always came with Eastertide, but in the public schools were not allowed to call it Easter Break, on account of the separation between church and state. I am not sure when it happened, but at some point those conventions began to change, school boards stopped planning the spring break to coincide with Easter.

Perhaps this was due to a sensitivity to such constitutionally required separations, or maybe it was just because the Easter festivities follow an erratic cycle. It is our lunar holiday.

Easter, like Passover, follows Selene, the wandering Titaness, the silvery-moon.

Sometimes Easter comes as late as my birthday, April 22nd, Earth Day, other times it is as early as my sister Raney’s birthday, March 28th. In those years, when we were growing up we were able to experience the sense of being overlooked that other kids feel whose birthdays fall on holidays like Christmas or New Year’s Eve, Thanksgiving or Halloween.

In one sense Easter is about the palette of pastels, the donning of spring garments, the greening lawns and budding trees. It is about hard-boiled eggs died and hidden, and it is about jelly beans, chocolates and other candies.

There is an Easter feast, ham being the most common thing on the Easter table.

For many people Easter has little to do with the commemoration of the risen Christ, which is at the root of the holiday. Jesus, the new lawgiver leading the people to a new promised land.

When we were young we would always watch the Cecil B. De Mill epic, The Ten Commandments, featuring Charleton Heston as Moses, leading the people from bondage.

It was a tradition that more clearly connected the Christian holiday to the Jewish Passover than any sermon I ever heard in church.

My family did not go to church on Easter, we hardly ever went to church at all.

For many folks, Easter marks the equinox, a celebration of the change in the light, from the dark days of winter, to the brightening of the day. Whereas at solstice in winter we celebrate the lengthening of the day and the light’s return, at the equinox in spring we celebrate the rising of the sun’s arch, the increased warmth, and the thawing of the fields.

Easter and the equinox are slightly out of step, but the spring ritual is the same nevertheless.

Easter is a celebration of the risen Christ, it is a celebration of the power of life, over death the expectation of summer, planting and hope for the future.


Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Void

I stole the future, and stuffed it into a sack of visions

I wandered through the webs of time, careful as a spider

Spinning

I wove strings of possibilities, each lighted thread a snare

I hid in truth’s shadow, orbiting the event horizon

            Stretching

I shut my eyes against the dark, and I whispered to the void


While I slipped beyond the veil of knowing, unbecoming I

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Landscape and Memory

You have heard it said
You are what you eat
This is true, and you are
Where you have been; as well

Just as the foods you consume
Gram by gram, build up your mass
So do the engrams of your memory
Built up by the places you have been

I see the ghost of myself
In the streets that I walk
Reflections of me walking past  
In the streets I have walked all of my years

Me, in the glass of a storefront
My imprint in the textured handle
In the palm of my hand, opening
Toward the future places I will be

Memory is a tapestry made of
Neurons, spindle-fibers stretched
Woven on the skein of life
Proteins patterned on the loom

This is not fate that I am twisting in
Just the force of direction, of purpose
Following threads, the loop of a circuit
The electrons repeat and carry our signals     

Memory is an electric cocoon
From which we emerge, fresh  
Newly Formed by old imperatives
Shaped in the places we have lived

Listen to the laughter on my street
Echo, you are not so lonely now
Recall the scent of lilac in my garden
Spring returns; even in the midst of winter

Taste and you remember
The bitter and the sweet
The movements of our lives

The places and the moments, the people we have been         

Sunday, December 13, 2015

A Homily - The Gospel of Luke 3: 10 - 18

The Gospel of the Day – 2015.12.13 (Sunday)

The Wisdom of John

When all the people asked John, ‘What must we do?’ he answered, ‘If anyone has two tunics he must share with the man who has none, and the one with something to eat must do the same.’ There were tax collectors too who came for baptism, and these said to him, ‘Master, what must we do?’ He said to them, ‘Exact no more than your rate.’ Some soldiers asked him in their turn, ‘What about us? What must we do?’ He said to them, ‘No intimidation! No extortion! Be content with your pay!’

 A feeling of expectancy had grown among the people, who were beginning to think that John might be the Christ, so John declared before them all, ‘I baptise you with water, but someone is coming, someone who is more powerful than I am, and I am not fit to undo the strap of his sandals; he will baptise you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing-fan is in his hand to clear his threshing-floor and to gather the wheat into his barn; but the chaff he will burn in a fire that will never go out.’ As well as this, there were many other things he said to exhort the people and to announce the Good News to them.

(NJB)

The Annointed

The authors of Luke, want to tell us about something about Jesus, through a narrative about Saint John the Baptist.

Let us take a moment and reflect on the wisdom of John given to us here.

The spirit of truth was in him, as it is in all of us. The people then, God’s children, were as we are today; created in the divine image.

We are all formed in the image of God; with innate capacities for reason, wisdom, and love. It is these qualities that we are referring to when we say that we are made in the image of God; creator of the entire universe.

Everyone, and everything in the universe, every moment of time flows from, and is sustained by the providence of God.

We did not then (in the time of John), and we do not now need to wait for an anointed one, for a Christ to preach to us and tell us the truth. The truth is spoken all around us, in ordinary moments, in normal conversation, the truth is speaking to you in your own heart, at the core of your being, from that seed of God’s Word that is germinating within you; just as it was spoken by John to those that followed him.

“What must we do?” The people asked.

Give.
Share.
Act mercifully.
Be kind.
Act justly.
Be well.
Act lovingly.
Do no harm.

Execute your offices, and fulfill the trust that has been placed in you faithfully; without corruption.
There is nothing extraordinary in these precepts. This is the ordinary way of life that we are called to.

And yet it was stunning for the people to hear the truth spoken so simply; with such conviction, so alarming that those who listened to it thought John might a divine being.

Why is this our response to the truth when we hear it?

It is precisely because the solution to the world’s sickness (sin and the love of evil) is so simple, that when we try to imagine these solutions coming to fruition in our own lives, we get lost in the overwhelming reality of what is. As if we were trying to hold back an ocean of greed, hate, and fear with a wall made of paper, as thin as a wish.

In the here and now we all know what the solution is, and yet we have no faith in one another that each of us will do our part, and worse yet; many have no desire to do their part at all. The realities of sin and evil are so vast that when we try to imagine resolving them with the only solutions that are available (love and mercy), the scope of the problems takes on a cosmic significance.

Remember this, no matter how great the reality of sin and evil are; they are rooted in time and space, they are finite, and as such they are infinitely less than the infinite love of God.

John was wise when he set aside a claim to divinity; the expectation that he was himself an anointed being come to solve the world’s problems. He knew that they would not be solved in his lifetime, not in the final sense, because it is part of the human condition. He also knew that another would come to pick up his mantle, and carry on that work, because h truth is spoke in every generation, in every community, in all times. Again John was wise to point his followers to the future, because we are led into the place of justice and mercy only by our desire for it, and by the power of hope, through the expectation of it.

It is not necessary for us to believe as the Gospel writers did, that John was pointing to the coming of Jesus of Nazareth, because, if it had not been Jesus, it would have been someone else, as it will be someone else in our own future. This is because God’s redemptive work never ends.
When we are on God’s threshing floor, we came their as we are, a complete person, we came as the whole stalk of wheat. That is how we encounter God, in our entirety; each of us a whole person. The wheat and the chaff are not separate people, sinners and saints. We are each of us the wheat, and the chaff together.

It is the encounter with the divine that frees us from the qualities that bind us to our own sins. Gods winnowing fan blows against us like the wind, it is the breath of the Holy Spirit blowing over us and flowing into us; freeing us from the fear, and hate, and desire they cause us to lie, cheat, steal, and harm our neighbors, even those we love. The Spirit ruhah carries us to the fire where all of that doubt is burned away, not in a fire of prosecution, judgement and destruction, but in the fires of 
transformation, and purification, and hope.


The Third Sunday of Advent

Sunday, November 29, 2015

A Homily - The Gospel of Luke 21: 25 - 28, 34 - 36

The Gospel of the Day – 2015.11.29 (Sunday)

The End of Days?

Jesus said to his disciples: ‘There will be signs in the sun and moon and stars; on earth nations in agony, bewildered by the clamour of the ocean and its waves; men dying of fear as they await what menaces the world, for the powers of heaven will be shaken. And then they will see the Son of Man coming in a cloud with power and great glory. When these things begin to take place, stand erect, hold your heads high, because your liberation is near at hand.

  ‘Watch yourselves, or your hearts will be coarsened with debauchery and drunkenness and the cares of life, and that day will be sprung on you suddenly, like a trap. For it will come down on every living man on the face of the earth. Stay awake, praying at all times for the strength to survive all that is going to happen, and to stand with confidence before the Son of Man.’ (NJB)


The Trouble with Prophecy

The authors of Luke report that these are the words of Jesus. In so doing they place lies in the mouth of their friend and their teacher.

Jesus never spoke about the end of the world, because Jesus spoke the truth, and he did not seek to motivate with fear, but with love.

When the sun spends the last of its nuclear fuel; that will be a sign of the end of the world (billions of years from now).

If the moon were to slip in its orbit, that would be a sign of the end of the end of the world (the world as we know it).

The stars are in fact so distant from us, that what happens with them can have little to do with what happens here, but before our sun burns itself out, our galaxy will collide with another, and that will radically change life on this planet (billions of years from now).

God, the creator of the universe, made us, our world, and our universe free. God does not interfere, or intervene in our lives and our choices. Because that is true, the only futures we can predict are those that flow naturally from their antecedents that are present in reality, right now.

We can predict global warming; because it is happening, and the antecedents for it were laid down decades ago.

Just as we can predict the continuation of wars, terrorism, and economic injustice, they are present realities, and matters of statistical certitude.

We can predict these things, not because God has decreed that these things will come to pass, but because we have.

The only liberation we will have from the vicissitudes of this life, will come at the end of. God will not stretch out God’s hand to save you from any danger.

Pay no attention to those who use fear to shape your faith.

They are liars.

God wills that you live a life without fear, and the things that flow from fear; hate, anger, greed, and violence.

To the extent that any of us are drunk, or debauched, it is certain that we will pay for it in your own ways; through the loss of monies, the loss of opportunities, the loss of friendship, the loss of dignity. 
These habits, (the nature of sin itself), is not that they are traps that will prevent you from reaching your ultimate destiny. They may frustrate you in this life (to one degree or another), but they will not separate you from God. Anyone who says differently is trying to sell you something.   


The first Sunday of Advent