The world is charged …
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
it gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod—
and all is seared with trade, bleared, smeared with toil,
and wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent:
There lives the dearest freshness, deep-down things.
And, though the last lights off the black west went—
oh, morning at the brown brink eastward springs!
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
world broods with warm breast and with—ah!—bright wings.
—Gerard Hopkins
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Categories: Contemplation
beauty, create, world
Exoristos
Porter Doran
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a bright rainbow, a dark snowy mountain, and all the golden beauty of a richly setting sun are contained within the yellow bloom of a tiny mustard flower, which inhabits the excitement of God.
I like the “like the ooze of oil crushed”. I went into a studio yesterday. I just smelled and listened. It hummed.
I do indeed want to raise children some day and help them to think, teach them to act… today is not that “someday”. In the mean time, why not help some woman that is not able to create her own children, create someone that she can love and nourish?
I have never known anyone named Porter but the name reminds me of both wine and cheese (please don’t be offended). I don’t mind discussions as long as I don’t feel like I am being attacked. I am very much opposed to conflict in my life.
Lately I don’t commune with my thoughts as often as I would like, preferring instead to take a nap or sit idly in the house listening to public radio. My thoughts have been more silent than I would prefer, but perhaps I just haven’t given them much of a chance to speak out.
You compliment me, which is nice and always welcome I must say. I would like to point out that sometimes boys will come by and leave comments on my page thinking that I might be good as a love interest, then leave when they find out that I am not avaliable for such a relationship. I am not saying that you have such motives and I am always in the market for a new friend, but I thought I’d throw it out there just for the record. I know, I’m strange and presumptuous to do so, but…
So yes, thanks for the compliment. Tell me a bit about yourself, Porter, are you fifty-one and living a secret life as a spy?
That was a very full answer.
I was in New York about a month ago. It was busy and made my feet hurt. It was my second time there and probably not the last time in my life.
a sort of Amish?
That was a very full answer as well. I think it is wonderful that you grew up in that setting (whether you think it was wonderful or not). I really like it when people have grown up in circumstances that are not the norm for an American citizen, when they have gone through things that set them apart and make them able to think of things differently and not just be drawn into what the media/culture tells them to be and do and think.
I am sure that your years in that culture have definitely given you differing thoughts than a lot of people. I am sure that you are able to see things differently. I hope this is true.
thanks.