leap of faith

God haunts me. Let me count the ways. There are days that I wish could escape the whole matter. But it is hard to be a writer or thinker without the skulking raven in the room, except this raven not only says “nevermore,” but “evermore,” as well. And the paradox of God haunts me, too.

Today is the two-hundredth birthday of Søren Kierkegaard. It's hard to grasp that. This man, this singular man and thinker has been more influential upon my thinking and sense of self and understanding of the world than any other person. In fact, it's difficult to say much about him and his influence, it is so

On the Afterworldly (a reading from Nietzsche's Thus Spoke Zarathustra) How is Heaven like a hospital? It is the place where the sick go to get well when they die. Such a terrible thing to say! The sick are supposed to be healed and free from illness when they go to Heaven. But this is