Quid Est Veritas?

Is truth a knife-edge one must walk, carefully avoiding the monstrous wastes of error yawning on either side? Or is truth like a tiny pure flower growing impossibly in a swamp of half-truths and lies? Or perhaps, is truth like two cymbals from the farthest reaches of cognizance, brought crashing together with a tumultuous noise, casting…

Report on Further Investigations of Questions About Imagination

Given, as assumption apriori, the assertions in C. S. Lewis’ short essay “Image and Imagination.” Short recap of Lewis’ essay: Can you imagine something that doesn’t exist? Any examples you want to try out? On first glance, it seems that you can (Fairies?) but actually all you can do is recombine the images of existing things,…

Looking Down on People is Stupid

In case someone is wondering what the acerbic-sounding title is all about, I’ll come right out and say at the start that I am doing something unusual, for me: I am responding to another blogger’s stupid post. It’s called “I Look Down on Young Women With Husbands and Kids and I’m Not Sorry.” First, a…

Is Sweet Poetry Bad Poetry?

Recently a friend told a brief story which was meant to illustrate the point that we often interpret others through a screen of our own tendencies. My friend was driving someone and became irritated when a badly parked truck blocked his access. He expressed irritation with the driver of the truck, then heard his passenger…