Bumbling, backward, and what might be worse.
Simple, sweet, and close to the land.
What always reared its head as simplistic and unimportant
Now shines as true and the apex of meaning.
Iconic, idyllic, and insidious.
Seeping into the marrow by…
I’ve been struck by something.
As I’ve reflected on the birth of the Christian religion, it has dawned on me that Jesus and his followers were immense failures. I’m not talking about their relative unimportance, but rather, what seems to be their failure…
As Spring seems to finally be pressing itself into the city with its warmth and transcendence, my soul seems to be expanding with the buds which push themselves up from the dirt. New birth.
As the city begins to come alive as if for the first time, I can…