>"If there is no appetite for God in the West, it is better to turn to the ethics of virtue than to sink into the mire of delimited desire. To exit the cave is to blink at the light, to confront the shock of the real."
When the hard times are in full swing, humanity will come crawling back to God. It's a story that has repeated itself since the dawn of civilization.
I struggle with friendships, I seem intolerant and can’t escape the disappointment when friends show themselves unable and unwilling to even for a brief moment look outside the cave and attempt furtively to see the light. I don’t claim to be more than trying, I don’t have any claim on truth but when they refuse to look into truth, as a simple habit, I find myself quite upset, very upset and usually just withdraw and the friendship is stillborn. I am not sure I can have friends.
I go on often about Lewis Mumford whom I am proud to have discovered his trilogy in a garbage bin. I feel he was hacking at the root when the rest of mankind was flailing at the branches.
To be sure, the feeling that "mankind is a problem which solvable through science" is a complex mix of schizophrenia, madness and megalomania. In every single instance you can trace it to a man who feels pathetic and powerless. It's that man's way of convincing himself he can soar above his own problems (the real dilemma) and escape to a higher plane of existence where he himself will have godlike powers of administrating whole societies. Meanwhile privately he is a chronic masturbator who lives with his mother and has never kissed a girl. I am sorry to reduce it to that but that is the truth behind all the grand engineering schemes of utopias. It is one thing to fail in life yourself, another matter altogether to plan utopias which inevitably lead to rivers of blood for others in their implementation. If one fails as an individual it doesn't mean you're a failure, only that you have failed. If your failure requires the entire civilization to be engineered into new arbitrary forms just so you can get a day job and maybe have sex, I am afraid you are a failed human being, not just somebody who has failed at something. "Mankind is the problem," leads invariably to "man is a machine, let us engineer his performance with his permissible inputs and outputs" and that way lies madness.
Here is part of my own answer:
https://www.vtforeignpolicy.com/2024/02/food-sovereignty/
I am sore today from digging out weeds to prepare this year's garden. Thomas Jefferson had a great garden.
Here is something else I recommend to people seeking direction:
http://www.kober.com/prayers.php
Well written. Shared far and wide on multiple platforms.
>"If there is no appetite for God in the West, it is better to turn to the ethics of virtue than to sink into the mire of delimited desire. To exit the cave is to blink at the light, to confront the shock of the real."
When the hard times are in full swing, humanity will come crawling back to God. It's a story that has repeated itself since the dawn of civilization.
I struggle with friendships, I seem intolerant and can’t escape the disappointment when friends show themselves unable and unwilling to even for a brief moment look outside the cave and attempt furtively to see the light. I don’t claim to be more than trying, I don’t have any claim on truth but when they refuse to look into truth, as a simple habit, I find myself quite upset, very upset and usually just withdraw and the friendship is stillborn. I am not sure I can have friends.
I go on often about Lewis Mumford whom I am proud to have discovered his trilogy in a garbage bin. I feel he was hacking at the root when the rest of mankind was flailing at the branches.
To be sure, the feeling that "mankind is a problem which solvable through science" is a complex mix of schizophrenia, madness and megalomania. In every single instance you can trace it to a man who feels pathetic and powerless. It's that man's way of convincing himself he can soar above his own problems (the real dilemma) and escape to a higher plane of existence where he himself will have godlike powers of administrating whole societies. Meanwhile privately he is a chronic masturbator who lives with his mother and has never kissed a girl. I am sorry to reduce it to that but that is the truth behind all the grand engineering schemes of utopias. It is one thing to fail in life yourself, another matter altogether to plan utopias which inevitably lead to rivers of blood for others in their implementation. If one fails as an individual it doesn't mean you're a failure, only that you have failed. If your failure requires the entire civilization to be engineered into new arbitrary forms just so you can get a day job and maybe have sex, I am afraid you are a failed human being, not just somebody who has failed at something. "Mankind is the problem," leads invariably to "man is a machine, let us engineer his performance with his permissible inputs and outputs" and that way lies madness.