tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post3812022411903285218..comments2024-03-29T06:03:45.545-07:00Comments on One Cʘsmos: Time on SteroidsGagdad Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14249005793605006679noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-28157557354055075392015-03-21T18:02:27.636-07:002015-03-21T18:02:27.636-07:00Thanks, that's how I think of purgatory. I'...Thanks, that's how I think of purgatory. I'm sure there are some who don't need it, but I'm mostly certain I will need to go.<br />And that's not a bad thing, it's a good thing. There shouldn't be any affirmative action to get to heaven.<br /><br />USS Ben USN (Ret)https://www.blogger.com/profile/07492369604790651538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-68674866185292421542015-03-21T16:11:30.566-07:002015-03-21T16:11:30.566-07:00Something like that. Hence the logical need for p...Something like that. Hence the logical need for purgatory. Which I suppose is like a vertical finishing school. Gagdad Bobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14249005793605006679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-69535369872337413282015-03-21T16:08:30.969-07:002015-03-21T16:08:30.969-07:00"In this evolutionary view, time becomes a sc..."In this evolutionary view, time becomes a school, and like all schools, it has a beginning and (thankfully) an end. Only liberalism busses us into a tedious school from which it is impossible for anyone to graduate, forcing us to remain children forever."<br /><br />Hi Bob,<br />Do you think that when we get to Heaven we still learn but in a much different way, since we are out of time?<br />I think it would hafta be different, but then again, so will we be very much different than we are now.USS Ben USN (Ret)https://www.blogger.com/profile/07492369604790651538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-40566556187639230102015-03-20T15:12:55.913-07:002015-03-20T15:12:55.913-07:00Magister, thanks for sharing that - how apropos! Magister, thanks for sharing that - how apropos! juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15975754287030568726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-48395347220700553422015-03-20T15:10:53.007-07:002015-03-20T15:10:53.007-07:00Only liberalism busses us into a tedious school fr...<i>Only liberalism busses us into a tedious school from which it is impossible for anyone to graduate, forcing us to remain children forever.</i><br /><br />Heh. Apparently some genius in new York (where else?) has come up with the brilliant idea of kindergarten for adults. I'm guessing this isn't a fad so much as an attention-grabbing tactic for a small group of perpetually immature oddballs. It seems to me that most normal people enjoy all that kind of thing a second time around by simply having kids; however, if you aren't planning to procreate, why not spend your adult years living like a spoiled child?juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15975754287030568726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-59157799160792394332015-03-20T11:25:00.879-07:002015-03-20T11:25:00.879-07:00Bob, did you somehow know that I just climbed Moun...Bob, did you somehow know that I just climbed Mount Snowdon in Wales? Couldn't get to the summit, alas, because I had no crampons. The warden said they were necessary -- and above the snow line at 2,543 ft., I could see why. Ain't no guard rails on a mountain, either.<br /> <br />"In other words, historical time for him is entropic and corrosive. We, however, do not believe this; or rather, we do, except that this temporal catabolism is complemented by a negentropic and renewing flow of grace and other providential goodies."<br /><br />Yes, and Wordsworth believed this too, though he cast the business in terms that German idealist philosophers would have accepted. Later on, he was more overtly Christian about it. I can tell you one thing, though. In his poem The Prelude, WW says he started to climb from Beddgelert, a little village, working his way west. This puzzles me, because to go up Snowdon, he'd have to climb east, not west. Maybe he misremembered the details.<br /><br />At any rate, maybe I was in a catabolic state o' mind, but my dominant impression of being up there was something like "geological time." The geology of the place really impresses. And it seems to be frozen. Water was trickling down in little streams, a March kind of thing. Absolute stillness everywhere, save the water and the occasional seagull getting into fights with the local crows. So I had not Metaphysical Moment, probably due to my own preoccupation with getting back to the ferry in Holyhead on time for business the next day. <br /><br />And let me tell you, I took the Pyg Trail, which in local parlance is "fargin' arduous." Way more than I expected, but gratifying in that it didn't kill me.<br /><br />I needed to get out. And when out, I needed to get back in. There is a grand congruence in all things. Holding them all in the mind is very much the business of the Bateleur. Cheers.Tonyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00987042455512485699noreply@blogger.com