Richard! Has your mind never been twirled inside-out by love?
Not sure what Richard would say. Probably yes. And then babble on. But I can't help but like him a little. He will still lead the prayer on Xmas day.
I LOVE thinking of angels, the scary ones and the silly ones. I rather think they are like the BORG (star trek), thinking in one mind and doing HIS will. Maybe they are just exalted honeybees.
This hit me strong, Ian. Angels and Daemons, intentionally spelled like the spirit that moved Socrates. It feels fitting to associate angels with memories. Elusive. Changed every time they are touched. The notion that our movement is a dialogue between ourselves and larger forces at work. I like that. It makes me feel part of something important. Thanks for writing.
I get this. My husband shares his name with a saint and I wear his religious token around my neck sometimes as an affectionate joke. Love can feel supernatural. What did Juliet say? "He is the god of my idolatry."
Richard! Has your mind never been twirled inside-out by love?
Not sure what Richard would say. Probably yes. And then babble on. But I can't help but like him a little. He will still lead the prayer on Xmas day.
I LOVE thinking of angels, the scary ones and the silly ones. I rather think they are like the BORG (star trek), thinking in one mind and doing HIS will. Maybe they are just exalted honeybees.
Nothing really against Dawkins, except his certainties can be a little totalitarian.
agreed
This hit me strong, Ian. Angels and Daemons, intentionally spelled like the spirit that moved Socrates. It feels fitting to associate angels with memories. Elusive. Changed every time they are touched. The notion that our movement is a dialogue between ourselves and larger forces at work. I like that. It makes me feel part of something important. Thanks for writing.
Thanks Jed. So many poets here must feel the way I do: that you take so much time and give such keen attention to meaningful feedback. Appreciated!
I get this. My husband shares his name with a saint and I wear his religious token around my neck sometimes as an affectionate joke. Love can feel supernatural. What did Juliet say? "He is the god of my idolatry."