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A CS Lewisian call to joy in August 2016. Too long have the nay sayers called the shots. Too long has a feeble 20th century rationalism ruled the roost. The new roost has better birds and more ecological arrangments. Join the movement of Teihardian, Gouldian, post Chomskian joy! We can and must inflame the planet with a new planetary joy!
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I was quite wrong about the last year. It has been bloody indeed. But I was right about everything else. Strangely enough my theme one year later is still JOY
A CS Lewisian call to joy in August 2016. Too long have the nay sayers called the shots. Too long has a feeble 20th century rationalism ruled the roost. The new roost has better birds and more ecological arrangments. Join the movement of Teihardian, Gouldian, post Chomskian joy! We can and must inflame the planet with a new planetary joy!
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I was quite wrong about the last year. It has been bloody indeed. But I was right about everything else. Strangely enough my theme one year later is still JOY
A CS Lewisian call to joy in August 2016. Too long have the nay sayers called the shots. Too long has a feeble 20th century rationalism ruled the roost. The new roost has better birds and more ecological arrangments. Join the movement of Teihardian, Gouldian, post Chomskian joy! We can and must inflame the planet with a new planetary joy!
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I was quite wrong about the last year. It has been bloody indeed. But I was right about everything else. Strangely enough my theme one year later is still JOY
becomes more joyous. This way more joy is spread. If we spread it well enough it becomes a contagious ease. I say ease because I did not want to say disease. That way evil has less
chance to spread. Because there is
a finite amount of moral and ontological space in the planet, accessible by homo sapiens (or non sapiens). Second point - Happy Birthday Florian Biermann states that the church was unpleasant to Teilhard de Chardin. True enough. But this shows that God does not support the Church just because it is the church. On this occasion he supported Teilhard. Just as once upon a time He supported Galileo. It does not prove that the church is fools. It shows that sometimes they can be, as we all can be.
Last point. We die we are born. We
undie first, then redie, yes? So we are loaned to the cosmos from elsewhere. Look at it from its point of view. Ah, here's Florian Biermann. Here's Laurentiu Lele new son, Julius, whom I am inordinately proud of, God knows why! So what is here is on loan on trust to us, just as we are on trust to it. That is why it is bad manners to go around smashing the stuff people have entrusted you. You do not smash Grandmother's fine china.
You do not set ablaze the heirloom
Bechstein. Daesh, Isis, Taliban do. Because, just like Lucifer in Genesis, they envy God his power and status. So they try and smash his creation and the creation of his friends, man and woman. But it will never work. In one snap of the finger, an earthquake could destroy all of Iraq. A tsutsutsunami could engulf all of London, leaving just the gherkin visible. OK this does not generally happen, although live tigers did get swept
out of Soviet history about 13
months ago and gobbled up an unfortunate man. It was sad, but think how many millions Stalin and friends gobbled up. It was not going to stop on a sixpence. The huge damage of Brexit has now been digested by the two stomachs of the universe, the duodenum of events, and the ileum of their mythologization in the Jungian collective unconscious of mankind. The blood of good people worldwide is absorbing and neutralizing the antigens, and there will be less evil this year from
now on. The great train driver has
already begun to apply the brakes Let us rejoice in our freedom, spread joy, and (after a late kickoff) kickstart the 21st century. Never has joy been a more valuable commodity. It is highly valued on the FTSE and paradoxically free at source. It can be extracted from your heart after drinking one glass of semi-sweet Romanian rose and optionally saying one Hail Mary; or prayer of any great religious tradition of your choice.
Iulius's church sings plaintively,
amplified, gilded; the voice of the priest floats over the impeccable concrete square to the new bridge, a Laura Ashley job, shining, white, compete with filigree apertures Anne Tsutsunashvili would find nice in a dress. Me too! Thus concludes the First chapter of the Pauline Letter to the Philistines at the Time of the Transfiguration! Please play in tune and go in peace!