The answer is never the answer. What’s really interesting is the mystery. If you seek the mystery instead of the answer, you’ll always be seeking. I’ve never seen anybody really find the answer. They think they have, so they stop thinking. But the job is to seek mystery, evoke mystery, plant a garden in which strange plants grow and mysteries bloom. The need for mystery is greater than the need for an answer.
I think there is a difference between happiness and joy. Happiness is caused by things which happen around me, and circumstances will mar it, but joy flows right on through trouble; joy flows on through the dark; joy flows in the night as well as in the day; joy flows all through persecution and opposition; if flows right along, for it is an unceasing fountain bubbling up in the heart; a secret spring which the world can’t see and don’t know anything about; but the Lord gives His people perpetual joy when they walk in obedience to Him.
I was going to post this song with a little story about how I used to sit in front of the tv, waiting for MTV2 (LOL) to play this video, but apparently it’s gotten over 21 million views on youtube, so fuck that. let’s all just take some joy from a lil’ nostalgia, since it appears to be part of the jungian collective unconscious anyways.
"Human salvation lies in the hands of the creatively maladjusted" - Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr.
From Brooklyn, I love the Yankees, Giants, Knicks and Rangers. A Ph.D. in quantum chemistry, summers are spent playing baseball now that 20 years of coaching are over.
My mom taught me to scrapbook; my dad taught me to play ball; my grandmother taught me to cook; my Uncle taught me to play guitar; my pastor taught me to preach; and I taught myself to juggle and play the harp. I dig music of all kinds and love to jam; love to gig; and I love my family.