existentialism
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Thoughts on Salvation Theories
From “Thoughts on Salvation Theories” 07/02/2025 The concept of redemption as defined originally, in redeeming the firstborn of a woman through the sacrifice of another animal, lends itself to the title for Jesus Christ as “The…
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Safe and Cold and Alone
Excerpts from journals dated 2/18/25 and 3/2/25 I feel alone and hunted. I feel disheveled and ungrounded. I am no longer home; I am in a den that reeks of panicked sweat where I fail to…
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A Light from Dark Shores
I don’t understand what has happened to me in the last few days. I feel like I’ve been tumbled in freezing water and dropped into place. My arms feel week, my chest is aching, I feel…
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A Nebulous Terror
How can I begin to uproot this nebulous terror which has engulfed me so gently that I hadn’t felt it until it had strangled all of the hope and joy from this great period of rebirth?…
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Behold the Man
There is something lurking which means me no harm, but wants to see me. It is the unknown demand of the future, the stage. It is the audience and cameras which demand a performance- the performance…
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Blind Commitment
When there is no right or wrong answer, there is only convenience and investment. A particularly free spirit could accommodate their own tendency to step off the plane of the world, pursuing a song true to…
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A Trick of the Light
It is easier to forgive myself for giving up hope than for struggling to find the words to wish it farewell. I would sooner be a poet than a living thing. Still, I breathe. I want…
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Manifestation and Freedom
Edited from “1/2/24 – Manifestation and Freedom” Eckhart Tolle describes an aphorism taken from the teachings of Jesus to describe a religious form of manifestation: “If you pray for something, believe that you have already been…
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To the Wall, Nonetheless
When we were young together, Harry, Alice and I were entered into a play. I suppose it was something for the school, or at least I don’t recall having volunteered to join. But there we were,…
Sanctity and Constraint 