by ST–May 2024 Enlightenment vs Faith in God The Enlightenment freed us from a superstitious belief in God as the explanation for whatever we don’t comprehend. Science can explain more and more, so we don’t have to fall back on God or the miraculous for an explication of things. Right? We understand the development ofContinue reading “Faith & Science”
Category Archives: human nature
Seasons, Seasonings, Seasoned
by ST, revised May 2023 Seasons “He’s going through a stage,” is all that need be said, And so say they all Of all a child goes through: Innocence, importance, and impudence Are played and played again– By parts and turns–authority’s role Varies as protector, tyrant, friend. Seasonings Then learning, earning, and making, And stirringContinue reading “Seasons, Seasonings, Seasoned”
The Lute Player
by ST, mid 1980s I was a lute player I traveled along any road that I happened to happen upon, any road that happened to fit the day’s song. I was a lute player I had no abode I wandered wherever by whatever mode, and the lute that I carried was my only load. 1.Continue reading “The Lute Player”
face to face: a reflective conversation
by ST, mid 1980s You’re not a beauty, I’m sure you’ve discovered; and yet you have a certain “down-to-earth beauty” (not quite as down-to-earth as a mud fence . . . perhaps a stone fence–yes, I think so: you’ve been accused of never smiling, as you know). So you can pretend, sometimes, at least, thatContinue reading “face to face: a reflective conversation”
School Daze
by ST, late 1980s With the beginning of a new school year, it’s a good time to think about what we want for our children in Life. In general terms, we want them to be happy and successful. Most of us don’t think that means they have to be brain surgeons or rocket scientists (unlessContinue reading “School Daze”
Sage
by ST, early 1980s A piece of Wisdom, A piece of the desert, matures in adversity of its own. Only a little of this seasoning much improves the flavor in a place where Life is dry as bone. Looking for sage alone for seasons one can roam in this wilderness of Life– but even sageContinue reading “Sage”
Signals of Life
by ST, early 1980s There is a fascination to cars at night: stopped at an intersection you can see the rear lights of perhaps 5 cars; but each in turn blinks only its own rhythm. And because none beats but for its own, you can feel a thousand little heartbeats (feelings cannot count above 2Continue reading “Signals of Life”
Strange Creature
by ST, early 1980s How funny you look– Why were you made that way? Maybe your Maker mistook . . . What? I’m the funny-looker, you say? Well pardon me, I should inquire politely, “How do you do?” whatever you do. But rather I would ask, “What can and do you do?” I study you,Continue reading “Strange Creature”
Perspectives of the Bugged
by ST, early 80’s I used to like potato bugs, But now they infest our basement rug. They used to tickle me as they crawled on my skin; Now I hate them, kith and kin. Their rolling in a ball was then a fascination, Now enemies all, I favor their extinction.
Swimming and Lessons
by ST, about the 1970s or so We took swimming lessons as children–Mom thought it essential for everyone to know how to swim, no matter if they live near bodies of water or not. We did the “jelly fish” so much I might have turned into one, but at last they moved me up toContinue reading “Swimming and Lessons”
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