Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Jerusalem...the center of the world.
Jerusalem.
While the cartographers of the Middle Ages were geographically incorrect to place the Holy City as the center of the earth, I believe that spiritually they were right. Though today the city where JESUS made atonement for the sins of the world is constantly plagued by war, terrorism, fear, and hatred, it will one day be redeemed and made truly Holy. Revelation tells us that this New Jerusalem will "come down out of heaven from God, having the glory of God, it's radience like a most rare jewel..." One day, those who love GOD will inhabit His city and dwell with Him there in the center of eternity. So maybe we should be watching Jerusalem more closely...maybe we should see it through eyes that look with a different perspective than that of the news or politicians...maybe we should join the Psalmist when he sang, "Pray for the peace of Jerusalem! 'May they be secure who love you....' For the sake of the house of the LORD our God, I will seek your good." Psalm 122:6, 9
Because of what CHRIST did on a cross in Jerusalem, this Gentile is able to share in the inheritance - the "peace"- of Jerusalem. And one day she will dwell there in the New Holy City. If GOD's heart is centered around Jerusalem, perhaps hers should turn towards the East...
MAPS, Maps, maps
Monday, March 30, 2009
Simple Yet Beautiful
Music nowadays consists of a lot of noise and expletives. With the emersion of the genre rap and the decline in classic genres such as rock, the quality of modern music is seriously lacking. With this the quality of language has taken a similar plunge. Thus, it is not hard to see why the lyrics in modern music have also taken a turn for the worse. This deterioration is not only seen in Heathen music, but also in Christian music. It has lost its beauty. What if we went back to the simple beauty of the Gregorian chant? Words would have more meaning. We would not be distracted by the noise of society. We would be able to worship our Lord and Savior with the harmony of our voices. Gregorian chant emphasizes the worship and adoration of God. It does not distract from that purpose. It does not have the clamor that takes away from the basic truths. Now, the philosophy is the louder and more complex, the better. This is because of the degenerative nature of the mind and intellect of our generation. We are satisfied with big bangs, high intensity action, and great special effects. We have moved away from the truth. Why should we be? Why can we nor look for something better, something deeper in meaning? Why not something true in its very form? Why not something simple?
“Attende Domine, et miserere quia peccavimus tibi. Ad Te Rex summe, omnium Redemptor oculos nostros sublevamus flentes: exaudi Christe, suplicantum preces Dextera Patris, lapis angularis, via salutis, janua coelestis, ablue nostri maculas delicti Rogamus Deus, tuam majestatem: auribus sacris gemitus exaudi, crimina nostra placidus indulge.”
“O Lord listen and have mercy because we have sinned against You. To You, sovereign King, Redeemer of all, we lift our eyes in cry; Christ, listen the prayers of those that beg you. O Skillful of the Father, angular stone, way to the salvation and door of the heaven: wash the stains of our crimes. We request, O God, to your majesty: with your sacred hearings listen our wailings and forgive kindly our blames.”
Shades of Grey: A Response to "The Ends Justify The Means"
The act of doing wrongs to come about a right is a bit hypocritical. A show comes to mind when I think of this; in it a young man decides to overthrow an empire of darwinistic xenophobes in order to create a better world for his sickly younger sister to live in. Sounds noble but the methods he used were manipulation, blackmail, and terrorism that killed innocents. At the same time his best friend from childhood joined the empire's army to attempt to bring about change from the inside. Yet despite all his talk he couldn't seem to walk; never once did he really try to change anything, he just followed orders. At one point the first guy even wonders which of the two is the biggest hypocrite.
The point I'm trying to get across is that humans, because of the taint of sin, live in a hypocritical manner. Maybe I'm idealistic but I think most people want to do good. We just don't really know how to overcome things without twisting them, so the idea of "the ends justify the means" has come about as an attempt to justify that.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
The Ends Justify the Means
This quote has caused a lot of disagreements. From a Christian point of view, this statement should be completely invalid. It should be the opposite, if the means are bad from an ethical view, then there is no way the end would be good. From the points of view of many other people, this statement is a complete dilemma. Well people say: it is impossible if a wrong way gets you to the right goal, but there are many cases that it is quite difficult to maintain this thought.
I come from a third world country, where half of the population lives in extreme poverty. I am not talking about the people who can not satisfy their wants, but I am talking about the people that can not justify their needs at all. If you come to some parts of my city, Bogota, you will find so many people on the streets that have no place to sleep, or food to eat. They usually have a lot of children and since they live on the streets they are vulnerable to get more diseases. So, what about this story? There is a man that has a family; one of his kids is dying because they do not have the money for buying the drugs that he needs. The government can not supply it, and he does not have anyone to recur. He steals a lady’s purse to get the money for the drug of his kid. His kid is safe. So, the end was good, but the means are totally wrong, it is stealing. I am not justifying this act, but it is just something difficult that I have seen my whole life that makes me think a lot.
Fireworks for Sunsets
I cannot help but think that this phenomenon is a result of the objectification of basically everything due to the Enlightenment. We have rended the body from the soul and have removed the essence of the self from the form. You should not be able to summarize your "self" in 250 words because there is so much contained in the "self."
Medieval literature is heavy with the weight of the self, whereas modern literature is lacking in the sense that even the good stuff is an attempt to regain that which was lost., and in the very nature of the act of regaining, the outcome will be somewhat lacking, the idea of the self being almost violated because it is an imposed self rather than a natural one that I feel the Medievals had.
There is no more fascination in anything that is not quick. Our most stimulating things are marked not by substantiability, but rather by the shock value that they contain. We are all about continuous movement, whether up the socioeconomic ladder, or to a new partner, or new tv show. We are all to easily bored. We have false imitations of nature that excited because they stimulate as opposed to inspire. We have traded the quiet brilliance of the sunset for the loud artificial quickness of the firework.
Marionette Balancing Act
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Machiavelli as a Very Rational Human
I believe that for achieving success in life, it is necessary to maintain a balance between our emotional and rational parts. It is difficult to get to this balance because depending on the situation that we face, we tend to go to either of these dimensions. Therefore, it is so interesting to see how can there be someone who thought mostly rationally and was able to leave aside his emotions and feelings. It is just something that really surprised me.
The Reconciliation of Fear and Love
In The Qualities of the Prince, Machiavelli presents the compelling concept that it is better to be feared than loved. Perhaps this is true in government as long as the feared leader is loving toward his subjects (for if he does not love, then he is a tyrant). But in Christianity, how do we reconcile the fear of God and the love of God?
A distinction between love and fear is drawn in 1 John 4:18: “There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.” We are well aware that God is love, so how then can we fear the very essence of love?
Perhaps the issue is not choosing one, but blending both. In the Old Testament, we are commanded to “fear God and keep his commandments” and to “love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength.” (Ecclesiastes 12:13 and Deuteronomy 6:5, respectively). Though our finite minds tend to immediately draw a line of distinction between “fear” and “love”, I believe the two go hand in hand.
To know the nature of something, go to its source. That’s why I ran a word study on these passages to determine the Greek definitions of “fear” used in these passages. The fear that is driven out by love is actually the word phobos, meaning fear, dread or terror. In contrast, the fear that we are to have toward God is the word phobeo, inferring reverence, awe, or amazement. Alas, the distinction.
God is not only authoritative but also inviting. Our natural response should be the reverence for which He is due, for if we love Him, we’ll obey Him (John 14:15).
We can live fearlessly yet respectfully, humble yet confident that we are irrevocably and infinitely loved. As followers of Christ, our relationships with God should exemplify the perfect marriage of love and fear. Machiavelli highlighted the necessity of this example by saying that “it is much safer to be feared than to be loved when one of the two must be lacking.”
And my God doesn’t lack anything.
“Show proper respect to everyone: Love the brotherhood of believers, fear God, honor the king” (1 Peter 2:17).
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Appease is cheese.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
MERLTY
Gregorian chants.....creepy?
Closer to Character
As far as adapting a classic tale for a new generation, Sonic comes out smelling better than ol' Dante in the video game world. What you have is a true adaptation that introduces the younger ones to the classic characters of the Arthurian tales in a form they already know. The two mediums mesh well because they are both full of wild fantasies that capture the imagination. Sonic also is more likely to inspire folks to go out there and read the original stories of King Arthur, Excalibur, Lancelot, Gawain, and Percival than an why-so-serious beat 'em up game.
It's not that hard, people of the world. We once had an understanding of what was magical and entertaining, but now (like it was mentioned last week in class) we just want fireworks. Sex, drugs, rock 'n' roll. . . And no substance. Of course, I'm not saying Sonic the Hedgehog ranks up there with the great poets of old, but if he can mange to translate them and not depreciate the feelings, then power to him.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Music Like No Other: The Gregorian Chant
Wisdom teeth
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Icons and Gregorian Chants
The URL is:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YzmSP2cSAi4
Idk my bff rose?!?!?
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Laziness = Death
Thursday, March 19, 2009
The Wordless Language
I consistently find myself on an endless search for “the point” of things. From every childhood “but why?” to the critical analysis of my young adulthood, every decision that I make is usually preceded by some sort of revelation of the purpose, gain, or even sacrifice of the consequences. Even my decision to enter the Honors Program wasn’t without a “why should I do that?”, though my ultimate answer was, “why not?”.
It didn’t take long to realize that “the point”, largely, but not completely, of the Honors Program is to analyze the human soul and figure out what we’re supposed to do with the mess we’ve made of it. Naturally, my first question in class today was, “so what’s the point of all this music stuff?” Maybe I’m wrong, but I think I got the point.
There’s a wordless language of the soul that no philosophy can define. This non-discursive nature of things that has been such a big deal all semester is really an essential part of the human soul that we must not overlook. Even amidst the texts and philosophy, there’s a certain nature of things that rhetoric cannot relate. I believe that’s what creativity is for.
Victor Hugo, author of Les Miserables and the Hunchback of Notre Dame, said, “Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.” Creativity is the wordless language that steps into the chasm of rhetoric and emotion and somehow transcends the two into a sufficient expression of the soul. There’s a richness in creativity that is conveyed throughout every era of history, a depth that lingers far longer than a word well spoken. Philosophy and literature go hand in hand with art and creativity to create culture. Though all of us are pursuing different fields of study, we are each a student of culture, in whatever emphasis we choose to do so.
Our longing to create is the conception of culture, and therefore the origin of the music, art and dance of the Renaissance period (and modern-day). I find it interesting that the Pavan was a mournful dance when our current culture considers dance an act of frivolity. When there was no eulogy to properly convey the grief of an infant’s death, the people created. And art - whether in visual, musical or physical form - sprung forth.
So that’s why I find myself in this endless cycle of pouring myself into a stack of books in the library, only to go straight to a practice room to pour it back out through a piano. Our natural response to learning, knowledge and study is to create. Throw in a bit of divine grace and somewhere in the mix of things, the soul is challenged, revised and grown into a new creation. For he “created our inmost being,” (Psalm 139:13), and the source of our creativity is the heart of the Creator himself. Though these souls of ours have been distorted, at least they can also be redeemed by the Creator that “makes everything beautiful in its time” (Ecclesiastes 3:11).
I’m pretty sure He’s the point of it all anyway.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Chaucer has a blog?
http://houseoffame.blogspot.com/
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Iconoclast Controversy
Relief did not come until Constantine V's grandson took the throne at a young age forcing his mother, Irene, to serve as regent. She was able to smooth over the controversy better than anyone else had been able to. She allowed images to be used in worship on if they were recognized that they were different from God Himself.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
The Canterbury Tales Rap
Balance of Power
While the Wife of Bath seemed a little far-fetched and extremely promiscuous, she also had a learned outlook on the role of women. Yes, it may not be exactly what some of us would call appropriate, but she shed some light on the medieval stereotype of women. It was unacceptable to her, as it should be unacceptable to us in the fact that women should not be treated as inferior to men. I believe that a woman must submit to her husband, but even that can be done in a respectful manner, in regards to the wife. It is a relationship in which both parties must give and take. While the man is given the power to rule over his household, he must be aware of the extent of the power that is naturally present in a woman. A woman must be careful not to manipulate her power, which is often the case today. A balance of the two are needed to have an effective relationship.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
The Hierarchy of Heroes
Chaucer conveys several depictions of heroism, ranging in diversity from the Knight to the Wife of Bath, (who can be considered a hero in more feminist circles, albeit in a relatively sick and twisted sort of way). During the tangent on heroism in Tuesday’s class, Dr. Abernathy spoke on the contrasting natures of tragic and comic heroes in literature. Apparently, the tragic hero typically achieves such a higher standard of greatness (or repute or accomplishment) that the hero cannot maintain his relative perfection and usually ends up in failure. This failure negates his previous status as a hero and leaves his perceived heroic nature as only a memory. (For example, Achilles). In contrast, the comic hero is one who achieves some form of greatness, repute or accomplishment through maintaining his relation to the average, non-heroic person. It can likely be this very grounded nature and ability to relate with those he is “rescuing” that makes him a hero. All that being said, I’ve yet to find a man or woman in literature who is, genuinely, a hero.
And I really, really want one.
So what, exactly, should define a hero? Can one be virtuous but not heroic? Is heroism an act or a matter of intention? I believe that a mortal hero is one who rescues another from a flaw by overcoming their own - whether by virtue or by act. A fine example of this is the gallant young knight slaying the dragon and coming to rescue the beautiful princess from the locked tower. Both the act and intention of the knight are heroic in nature. As for virtue, perhaps one can be virtuous but not heroic, but you cannot be heroic without being virtuous. Further, one can have heroic intentions and yet not be heroic. Though one can perform a heroic act unintentionally, I believe a true hero is one who is truly noble, self-sacrificing, and courageous in both intention and act.
If all of these things are true and necessary qualifications to be a genuine hero, then this hero rises into our classification of tragic and comic. Yet, even this doesn’t satisfy my pursuit of true heroism because each type tends to have flaws which it cannot overcome. And don’t we all.
So perhaps it is not really heroism that I am pursing, but perfection. I want a perfect - immortal - hero, one who has no such flaws to overcome or of which he cannot conquer. I want a hero who is neither tragic nor comic, but higher than any literary or mortal hero discovered thus far. I want a hero who is greater than myself in every facet, and yet fully understands every facet of me. And though it doesn’t really matter what I want anyway, I suppose I just want Jesus.
And the mortal hero must look only to the immortal Christ to derive his true heroism.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
The Ages of English
Old English (597 AD-1100 AD): Hwact we gardena in geardagum.
Middle English (1100 AD- 1500 AD) (CHAUCER): At mortal batailles hadde he been fiftene.
Modern English (since about 1550 ): La we the spear-Danes in the days of yore.
PRESENT-day English: Of mortal battles he had fought fifteen.
- I could not read my hand writing on some of those days, so feel free to comment any corrections! :)