In the city things are different.. in a closure we have farms
operating through machinery.. the cows have been genetically
engineered to produce chocolate moocows. And the kids love it. The
flicker of a candle is nostalgic for me.. I feel like I'm in a romance
novel at those times.. Like Edgar Allen Poe's story, in which I am the
narrator.. I make guitars out of worms.. that's how they do it..and
they call this a great leap in time. Though I can't even make sense of
a Ham radio without careful study of it.. Ham Radio came from the
hands of a man from which we always reinvent..and reinventing the
wheel one modifies it so that it becomes an innovation.. they usually
put the pieces together these days..where once a scientist was sitting
in an armchair reading books before a giant Coil with electricity
springing from an obscure source..have we forgotten something?
Speaking of Jesus, at least he was a true architect..
The Architect -by sEung b. Kim
God made the Body just as he Made your Mind..
The Truth cannot be found in just one aspect of a person.. For writers
often tried to express the Truth by means of their intellect.. but
that is just one aspect of the novel.. so Tolstoy says the Truth can
only be in the whole person who is alive and living life.. The Truth
exists in living life.. although when the day is over and the work is
done, it's a different story when the darkness comes around.. we made
it down to an art..so will Grace baptize this sin till it becomes
increased Grace by virtue of how it is a conjoined part of the World?
Yes, if I know myself though I be evil, there is no trespass..
"Walking on splinters.. the only Truth I know is the look in your
Eyes.." How will I thus Die? As the Artist I must be Ruthless in these
moments.. and Embrace death.. And how did I begin? Was it that i heard
the Word through the authority invested in my father? It was the same
Word I recognized in all my elders.. and furthermore what would be of
me if I shot myself.. "Hemmingway shot Himself.. Must I do it for
You?" As such I can feel no more.. had I shot myself I would
inevitably be invincible..so my anima is irrevocable since I didn't
begin on the path by shooting myself.. Pure Animus leads to ultimate
genius.. had I begun thus by delivering justice upon myself.. Only
then can I truly become a Man..
The Hardship of Truth and its Genius in Western Civilization - by
sEung b. Kim
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