Coyote tears
on dusted blacktop lanes
whoso is a man could hears
paw prints passing through the plains
but silence is that fallen branch
out of sight and out of mind
so long as night comes not to our own ranch
sunken celestials will not bind–
not in heart,
no, and certainly not for sake of art…
Harold Camping - the man who predicted the end of the world. And got it wrong. Again. Image care of Wikimedia Commons.
This week I have a bundle of quotes for you, as the previous week extolled in me a need for some reason up in here.
Rapture has come and passed according to those who believed it – other Christian groups actually had members outside gatherings of these people to comfort them in their realizations – and so I thought it a good time to address not only faith, but to leave you with a little commentary on society…
“He who has faith has… an inward reservoir of courage, hope, confidence, calmness, and assuring trust that all will come out well – even though to the world it may appear to come out most badly. “
~B.C. Forbes
“Faith must be enforced by reason…When faith becomes blind it dies.”
~Mahatma Gandhi
“Faith and doubt both are needed – not as antagonists, but working side by side to take us around the unknown curve. “
~Lillian Smith
“I think we risk becoming the best informed society that has ever died of ignorance.”
~Reuben Blades
Divinity in a smile
These eyes, like stars alight
To stoke the fires of this passionate
Elation, embrace of thought
That tickles yet the nervous breath
Coiling through the nerves—
Sensory serendipity.
–
Watching this Mirage
Deception of romance
Serpentine coils of medusan gaze
Wrapping around this memory
Of a man, once knowing
These lines, unrestricted,
Entwining about his heart.
–
The portrait and the face
Smiling through the frown
Of this imaginary madness
We’ve come to call a life
Will this define
Or refine
Your perception of meaning?
–
What dreams we greet
To hide the nightmare
Of reality.
The Waking Den 