Thursday, July 03, 2014

Caxambu

The sun is for everyone.
Trees are for everyone.
Water should be
We believe this
But we don't fight to make this true
So what are beliefs
Dreams in private
Food for the asleep
Forgotten sentiments of the awake
Feet unable to move
With the steps of dance
Our minds learned in our sleep
Hearts unable to beat
To the rhythm we all share
And always have
What defrosts a frozen heart
And can it be
That which defrosts them all

Tuesday, July 01, 2014

Praia do dia para noite

There is a place out there beyond science and religion where eternal truths reside. This we almost all believe. This we almost always believed.  And each of science and religion have their shortfalls when it comes accurately describing this eternal realm, but that's okay, they're just descriptions after all.

When I describe something I know I never quite capture everything with my words. And when I take a picture it never quite tells the whole underlying story behind it.  The same can be said of our two despairing disciplines.  We're never so perfectly left without questions, by the prophecies and allegories of religion alone, that we come to fully understand God and Its purpose for us.  No matter how focused, how precise, how developed our scientific models become, our perspective on reality remains quite pixelated without an underlying narrative.

The truth that binds our disparate perspectives is that underlying narrative. Above religion is faith, above science is pure logic. Above logic and faith is truth. I am here, whether you calculate or believe me not to be is of no concern to the realm of truth.  That truth slips behind and beneath the static institutional pillars we exalt to try and describe existence, like water beneath clashing ice cubes. In time, naturally, the pillars will wither away and melt away into its true form. Or, if we continue to endeavor to freeze the truth into one large unified theory, we may one day do so, with no cracks or follies, but it will be no matter. We will never drink from the waters of truth that way, we will only separate ourselves from it or encase ourselves in it. 

This is the story of mankind, but also the story of each boy and girl.