Religious existentialism miss spelled
Well I have stumbled upon a way of thinking that I am told (by a Mr. Francis Schaeffer) will end in totall depression, pessimism and despair. It has been pointed out to me before. (And subtly by Elizabeth). I have discovered I have the rather Kierkagaardian tendency to seperate faith and reason. Non-reason equals faith and an optimistic view point (doug you also pointed this out before, but I didn't fully understand). Pure reason will result (eventually) into Nihilism? Isn't there a place for reason beyond that? I believe so. But there are problems. Big ones. Is it unreasonable to trust and be optimistic anyway? My Problem is i seperate them. My former problem was I depended to much on reason. AM I NOW LEANING THE OTHER WAY! DAMMIT SCHAEFFER. Is God Rational. Sure. Is God Real? most definately. But my problem is can I reach him rationally or am I just being optimistic?! I do believe. No doubt. (although it is fun to doubt.) OK.. lets try this:
That which I believe is, is what I want and I want God?
.....that didn't make sense....and in that system I am putting myself above God. I am a Created being...BUT I FREAKING ASSUME THAT....damn.... ok now I may just be rambling. Sleep is the thing. I need much more of it. I should sleep.
P.S. I have made my triumphal return to blogging.
P.S.S. Sorry liz for the cuss words. they were needed to express my existential frustration....(what a cliche'd word) (irony abounds)
4 Comments:
Well we have discussed this enough and you are fully aware of my opinion. And yet a well placed explitive... just kidding, I still disagree with that. I am thrilled you are blogging again, and this one is very good. I am sure we will discuss this topic tonight, bye love.
oh yeah... I have been getting blog spam too. grrr. I think there should be a filter for it, I find it intrusive.
Amazing post, Mike. I especially enjoyed the profanity and incomplete sentences. It was like one of Kafka's journal entries, or perhaps a desperate suicide note.
I have an idea for you: buy a large black moleskin notebook. They're 16 dollars, which is too much I admit. But you will find that you write better and more consistently in it. WHen you are dead (after having achieved fame in life) some young scholar who is obsessed with your life work will discover the notebook and publish it: the Journals of Mike Patton. It will be huge. But even if that does not happen, moleskins are still nice. You can look back and find a continuity of thought. It makes you feel less alone...not that you feel alone...I mean, why would you?...I don't...What? You don't believe me? You...you wanna arm wrestle?
Ahh, a little tribute to Family Guy. Ok. We'll talk Kierkegaard later.
Glad you're back on here.
MIKE! I think this may be my first comment on your blog EVER...wow. just imagine. In the most basic way I think I understand what you are talking about, and can relate...but can't completely explain how. that's frusterating.
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