UNenlightening one mind at a time!
UNenlightening one mind at a time!
For: K. T. ~ Thank You! Tattered pages feather Toward a dimming light; Longing to be touched Just one more time. Time is nascent,
By Eric English
I recently had one of those moments where something made sense. Sitting in church on Sunday the Kingdom of God seemed to come into clarity. The topic is heavily debated, in particular, Dispensationalists versus Calvinists. To be honest I don’t really care which group believes what as I find myself belonging to neither. It seems to me in reading scripture…
By Eric English
1.1 Truth does not inhabit the space of possibility, but rather, only inhabits the space of what is. Conversely, possibility merely exists in a realm of expectation. It can only hope for that which truth has already obtained. One cannot “know” truth. If what is true is identical to what is, then only that which is, can obtain that truth….
By Eric English
If I were a blank slate, with respect to knowledge, what would be the first truth I encountered? Descartes believed, for example, that an individual cannot doubt their ability to doubt. For Descartes, this necessitated that thinking was the chief constituent to a universal truth. This line of reasoning requires us to accept the fact (through deduction) that the mind…
By Eric EnglishAs I come upon a hill At eventide, I can see The tops of the trees are white And are as high as they are wide Contrasting the darkening nearby sky Against the ever-present moment of time
By Eric EnglishSeven times I died before winter’s end. Eyes accustomed to weeping through the night Thinking thoughts about the loss; And longing to belong To the air you breathe one more time; But I am wholly unworthy
By Eric EnglishThere exist several positions related to the construction of the self that will be mentioned briefly here. First, the singular-self must be understood in two ways: ontologically and linguistically. Ontologically, it is the position of an individual self in relation to its subject matter. Second, it is from this position that an existing self can acquire true knowledge of…
By Eric EnglishI set aside a season for my love And a garden to remember her by; So that upon the chime of the new moon My dear love would arrive. Oh, where has the time gone, Since last she did pass? I have been lost for so long, And so long, lost in the past – Leaving me wounded…
By Eric EnglishI wonder what it will be like when I die Will my th
By Eric EnglishI am like a shadow moving into the dark Concealing what is real; Hiding among the familiar – I boast a sense of ordinary, Making no motion towards progress I self-loath my own apathy.
By Eric English
Eric is a rogue philosopher, professional web developer, and ninja (in that order). He is a father of three, husband of one, and a poet unto himself.
What matters is to find a purpose, to see what it really is that God wills that I shall do; the crucial thing is to find a truth which is truth for me, to find the idea for which I am willing to live and die.
Any man can make a mistake but only a fool persists in his error.
In religious belief as elsewhere, we must take our chances, recognizing that we could be wrong, dreadfully wrong. There are no guarantees; the religious life is a venture; foolish and debilitating error is a permanent possibility. (If we can be wrong, however, we can also be right.)
I am a Christian, not because someone explained the nuts and bolts of Christianity, but because there were people willing to be nuts and bolts.
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