
sunrise a few days before thanksgiving from the top of och's highway, just past rock city on your way down lookout mountain.
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the power is back, as is the heat. slept like a rock last night and am slowly returning to good spirits... a few recommended reading items today. first, david brooks of the new york times recommends john stott as the protestant pope; a surprisingly candid and insightful editotrial from him today. also, if you saw i (heart) huckabees you should read matt kirby's interpretation of it over at metaphilm. much like the film, it provides not only philosophical stimulation but philosophical therapy:
"The one [true] thing, then, is the only genuine instance of reality preceding language. It is the keystone of any reality underpinning the phenomenal world. Two such things cannot coexist, for the one thing makes all else a metaphor for itself. Meaning flows toward it and value out from it. With it, the world becomes a place of real people and meaningful events, where sadness and joy and humor have substance and life and death are not mere stories; without it, all existence is a tale told by an idiot."
Wow
Posted by: Dan S at November 30, 2004 09:12 AMI've always liked listening to David Brooks on his frequent NPR appearances -- always seems to me particularly level-headed. This article by him is something I'm especially grateful to see in national press, though. Thanks for pointing it out.
Nice photo!
Posted by: paul bowman at November 30, 2004 12:36 PMHey Andy, does your camera have a "panoramic" setting, or did you crop the photo to look that way? Either way, it's hot.
Posted by: Nick at November 30, 2004 05:31 PMThanks so much for sharing the David Brooks article. I echo Mr. Bowman's thoughts. Mr. Brooks is articulate on NPR, and this is great press for Believers.
Thanks again.
Posted by: Fittsy at November 30, 2004 07:07 PMi hate matt kirby. he's so dumb, he never tells me when he gets published. i have to find out on people's blogs.
geez.
Posted by: jerah at November 30, 2004 07:49 PMThe notion of possibility tied into every word we think or mention to other people involes the constant interchange of grace / freedom or deceit / pride; many have passed this statement onto me as the very reason to not believe in the narrative of Jesus Christ, or any narrative really. Why is meaning given so much more importance within the consensual context of community? Does interpretation allow us to say whether wall street or eccumenical creeds or my buttcrack is any better than the other one? Language is indebted to a community of people and a fixed context gives something meaning (which means my buttcrack is out of the loop here); however, for neurotic and jumbled people like me and the middle-aged drunk, Steve, who spent Thanksgiving dinner with us there is only social relativism and everyday life. Next time I see Steve I am going to read him this quote by Kirby (like that, Matt?) and then pull out the theorist who said that "there is nothing outside of the text" (Derrida); we might smoke some crack together, and then we'll understand the intensity of grace which has been poured out before every letter and syllable of the day. Then the next day will start; we'll be sober in our own homes and remember again grace because there will be metaphors amidst a distracting day.
I'm tired and have to sleep; deconstruction is important.
Posted by: shanleeka at December 1, 2004 03:28 AMCarrie, my little lamb: what are you doing awake at 3:28 in the morning? We both must be completely altered from the weekend...
Posted by: Kiko at December 1, 2004 04:45 AMthanks guys... no nick, i don't have a panoramic setting, just photoshopped it. i've been fiddling around a lot lately with trying to take photos with a 3x1 aspect ratio in mind (as opposed to my typical 3x2). it's fun - a new way to think through the lens and seems to work really well for certain photos like this one.
carrie... wow, umm... maybe lay off the DayQuil? but seriously, how is it that for "jumbled" people like you there's no possibility for a fixed context for meaning? isn't that the only hope for meaning? (and what makes you think you're the only neurotic one?) :)
andy--
thank you for your concern; i think i was trying to say that grace is the fixed context and sometimes it takes movies like "i heart huckabees" and conversations with every-day neighbors to remember that.... sorry i didn't get more of a chance to chat with your brilliant mind over the weekend; maybe next time when i'm in nooga before christmas.....
--carrie
I live with Carrie Galpin and I can tell you that she talks like this at unreasonable hours, reasonable hours and all the hours inbetween, with Dayquill or without, on nicotine or in withdrawal and all the substance-related and substance-unrelated states inbetween, it don't matter...and that is why I always take her seriously and never take her seriously and all the variations of seriousness inbetween, all the time.
Posted by: mary alice at December 1, 2004 03:57 PMOmg thats right! Please come see me and my friends! ;)
Posted by: watch moi at March 18, 2005 02:59 AM