May the Force be With Me

Wonder...

The anxiety that has flowered so wildly this past weeks have swallowed my reason whole. I am officially impotent on matters that require logic and objectivity. So, I am going to rely on anything that stands on subjectivity.

Now, fueled solely by faith, I build my hopes with castles on sand.

Any crisis of reason is cleaned up by a renewal of faith, almost automatically. Faith picks up whatever shards left behind by a stone of setback going through the glass of reason. As I write this, I find myself wanting for answers. And it seems that, at this point, my reliance on the non-empirical, the "un-prove-able" (had to hyphenate it since I don't know if such a word exists or if the spelling is right... who knows?), and the subjective are the only things that are keeping me from totally losing my already tenuous command of the world according to the senses.

This cycle is all too familiar. I am fully aware of the next phase, the phase where I will start subscribing to the workings of faith and then, devoutly attend to the reconstruction of my belief system.

Anyway......

I am sorry but I can't continue this discourse since I really don't know how to populate this post with relevant and significant arguments to help forward my theories or views about... about...

Oh well...

As mentioned, my right side of the brain has conked out on me (or is it the left?) so I am not at all capable of expounding intelligently (at least, nearly intelligently) on the intricacies of the cycles I always find myself caught up in.

I had the urge to post after sifting through the piles of photos I have been experimenting with for the past month. I saw this picture that I took of a 19th century church made of steel (imported from Belgium). I knew I had to click on the camera the moment I looked up and saw the cloud slowly freeing up the eager rays of the sun. When the rays peered thru the veil of grey clouds, I felt that someone was whispering something to me.

I may have probably missed out on so many things, most especially, on things that matter to the subject of faith. Was there a message somewhere? I don't know. I really don't know.