Now, here I am
standing on my feet
holding in my fist
this flag...
This bloody flag...
The flag of the WORDS.
* * * *
Here In the south
under the hot, young sunshine,
In the kingdom of the love and snare,
To set free my soul from me
I am walking towards myself.
* * * *
My songs are the songs of Crikets,
who are in love with the earth and moonlight.
The songs of the bees,
the bees that sucks the nectars
to fill up their hives.
* * * *
I don't know and I am not sure
What could I do more?
with these young veins on my arms
in the Land of the vein cutters!!!
But, I know with no hesitation
my hands are carrying a message
they are aware of their mission,
the mission who’s flag is in my hands.
And I am going to nail it down,
on the land of the sleepy heads,
on the field of the crosses,
on the hill of the Leprotic soules.
By: J.D.
Edited by: Branka D.
Friday, December 09, 2005
Existansialism
To exist as an individual, it is necessary to be withdrawn from the entire world. The individual then is aware of himself -- that he exists -- and this is the greatest and most terrible thing. Indeed, on one hand, the individual recognizes that he is created by God, and hence that he comes from nothing. But at the same time this is the most terrible thing, for to exist -- as the etymology of the word indicates -- is "to stand out," "to emerge from"; the finite existent being is detached from God. Thus I must recognize that my existence denotes a detachment, an opposition to God.
In consequence of this, my existence is in itself a mystery: on the one hand I cannot be non-existent, and on the other, my existence is bathed in sin; I exist, and I am necessarily a sinner. (Kierkegaard, as a Protestant, accepts the doctrine of Luther that man, inconsequence of the original fall, is essentially a sinner.)
The consciousness of this contradiction causes anguish, and anguish ends in despair -- the individual accepts existence as a mystery which he cannot hope to fathom. But because of the coincidence of opposites, from despair rises faith, and faith gives the individual the hope of redemption by means of grace. I abandon myself to the grace of God; I pray, and the prayer gives me the "pre-sentiment" that time will be changed into eternity and death into life.
Is this enough ...?
J.D.
In consequence of this, my existence is in itself a mystery: on the one hand I cannot be non-existent, and on the other, my existence is bathed in sin; I exist, and I am necessarily a sinner. (Kierkegaard, as a Protestant, accepts the doctrine of Luther that man, inconsequence of the original fall, is essentially a sinner.)
The consciousness of this contradiction causes anguish, and anguish ends in despair -- the individual accepts existence as a mystery which he cannot hope to fathom. But because of the coincidence of opposites, from despair rises faith, and faith gives the individual the hope of redemption by means of grace. I abandon myself to the grace of God; I pray, and the prayer gives me the "pre-sentiment" that time will be changed into eternity and death into life.
Is this enough ...?
J.D.
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