I'll state right from the start of this post, that this novel is simple, universalist heresy. It's thought-provoking, sentimental and a little sad at times, granted, however, as a 'read' it's abominable. A vast amount of Christians were wetting themselves over this book a few years ago, and now that I've finally gotten around to … Continue reading The Shack
Author: Robert
A fifty-something, retired Celestial Travel Agent and Afterlife Preparation Specialist. Walked many paths; some good, lots bad. Meandering through a difficult past, plodding in the present, crawling toward the future. I've studied English Literature, and hold a BA (Hons) Hum. (History & Art History) & MA (Humanities with English Literature)
Guilt Trip to Bruges
In Bruges, the film follows two Irish hitmen, Ray (Colin Farrell) and Ken (Brendan Gleeson), who are sent to Bruges, Belgium, by their boss, Harry (Ralph Fiennes), after a hit goes wrong in London. In Bruges, they are instructed to lay low and await further instructions. While in Bruges, Ray struggles with guilt over accidentally … Continue reading Guilt Trip to Bruges
Nausea – Jean-Paul Sartre
An interesting book that I was reluctant to read, simply because I'm never comfortable giving my time to creators that are of a communist persuasion. But to have a valid opinion, they need to be read, listened to and examined. I'm sure - without looking this up as I write - that Sartre, in a … Continue reading Nausea – Jean-Paul Sartre
It’s Been a While; time to waffle
Although the book is only feet away from me, ennui prevents me from moving from my bed and taking it from the shelf. Albert Camus wrote something about suicide and absurdity in The Myth of Sisiphus[sic]; that it's not until a person becomes fully conscious about the absurdity of life, it's sheer pointlessness, do they … Continue reading It’s Been a While; time to waffle
Dawn
Holy Island, Lindisfarne: 19th July, 2016, 4:11am: As the crow flies into dawn, the moon dies off, the sun is born. I reached half a century that day - though I hadn’t bet on having shingles as a birthday present.
Wording 