The Sublime & Beautiful vs. Reality

This blog is a record of one man's struggle to search for scientific, philosophical, and religious truth in the face of the limitations imposed on him by economics, psychology, and social conditioning; it is the philosophical outworking of everyday life in contrast to ideals and how it could have been.


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The chief aim of all investigations of the external world should be to discover the rational order and harmony which has been imposed on it by God
and which He revealed to us in the language of mathematics.
--Johannes Kepler

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Friday, March 30, 2007

Fragment Mourning the 40+ Million dead children since Roe vs. Wade

In the blood-soaked shrieks of a dying casual chance,

I heard the small whisper of a child’s query,

“why was I inconvenient?”

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Personal Update: Offline via the plague

This is just a marker to remind myself why I haven't entered anything in my blogs. A week ago today my son was struck down by type A influenza. By Tuesday Janie was infected and I could feel my body fighting it. I tried to get plenty of rest and I took mega-vitamins, etc. By Thursday evening I had a fever of 105.8 F. Since I am currently low on paid sick leave, I had to try and make it into work anyway (against the advise of a doctor). With the liberal use of ibuprofen and acetaminophen, I was able to get my temperature down to 103.8 F. I toughed it out and made it through the shift, but the shift starting Friday night was more difficult despite having a slightly lower body temperature. I made it through the week, but everything in my life except sleep and work stopped dead in its tracks. I am behind in my paper journal, my blogs, side jobs, home projects, and any creative writing that I may have wanted to do. As I write, Sam is starting to get well and Janie is feeling a little better. I must admit that I am even starting to feel a little better, but there is still the coughing, sinus pain, and lingering fever. (Lord willing) I believe that I shall be in a bit better shape for work on Monday night. So the plague is merely the influenza, but it sure kicked our asses.