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Posted by +Bro Karl Buchanan, OE
March 15, 2014 -
#Temple
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#tribe
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I remember an author who once said "the desert is the locus dei" and I remember laughing not only about the boast, but that the guy looked like a carving of some wind blasted, grinning thing you would buy in one of our tourist shops to stick in the yard. Him, poor thing, I bet would scare off gophers too. Now I sit here in the "locus dei" even better able to identify and not far from a yard troll myself.
We came here tho to get away from poison, pestilence, radiation and "zombies", which I take is what we call rioters now so it disidentifies, making it easier to tear them up. Who so benevolently thinks and prepares these things so generously for us? That when we are called to destroy our own, they are first rendered ripe lest our delicate sensibilities be disturbed? One can only wonder at such things. Our medicine people think we are neither predator nor prey, so we go away from both sacrificing the benefits of man's world for fear of it's more present outcomes. We dig around and grow stuff in the dirt. We make the things we remember to replace the things we have given up and we remember they seemed better. Convenience is the dead end of quality in man and earthly things. The sneaky lure by which the simple are taken and even the wise are tempted and guilty. But, only about half our people are still full blown idolaters so we move closer to better, not worse. We make and use our things and because we do, they have also and find good, who would be too lazy or foolish to have good on their own and be beguiled by the simplest of America's fool killers.
Nothing divine manifests like hollywood. Like a storybook story. Grace comes in the most natural clothes to the most human of things. It is said moses used G-d's power to part a sea once that the israelites could pass. G-d is called countlessly by lesser prophets to no more than the sick bed of one soul, which is why I say the divine looks plain, normal, regular and real with lined faces and dusty toes. At least that is what we are, lined faces and dusty toes. (I'll be back have to do this with phone pecking along phooey)
