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New Poem: Watching Your Finger Nails Grow

Watching Your Finger Nails Grow The place makes me groan, Like the bones of those aggrieved saints of old This harsh light sucks the life clean from my face The person that was here is no longer here, And the person that remains is but a ghost The agony of “life and death’s dparting” Are…

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Death as A Mode Of Living

…just like Alcoholics Anonymous is the place where you go when you’ve got dependence on alcohol, the community of believers should be the place you go because you’ve got a dependency on religion. …and this for me is the good news of Christianity. It’s not that we repress our anxieties and we “believe” in God…

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Bearing False Witness

The first elementary thing about being Christian is of course to refuse to bear false witness. And for me that means recognizing that I am accountable for what I do not know, and that I put myself in a morally perilous position when I do not know about the core convictions of my neighbors. The…

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Neville Brody on mass communication

At the end of the day, I think we must always try to expand our spectrum. The more people we try to communicate with, the more generic our messages have to become. And as our messages become more generic, it’s less likely that people will have access to anything that’s different. I know this is…

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NATURE AS MIRROR by Richard Rohr

In “The Canticle of the Sun,” Francis consistently uses the Italian preposition per, by which he is saying that God is praised through (not for) the very existence of the sun, moon, stars, wind, air, weather, water, fire and earth. This is significant and telling.  Their very existence gives glory whether any human ever sees…

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