Sunday, December 01, 2019
The Dichotomy of Quality vs. the Assault on Human Dignity
The pink plastic electric marching band vs. mahogony bookshelves and latticed windows
The screeching laughter of game show hosts and audiences captivated by glitter vs. a chord of sublimity carried from transcendent voices to gothic stone carvings.
The harsh attack of neon, an assault on human dignity vs. the gentle whisper of an angel at rest.
The ugly cacophony of idle chatter vs. the resignation of silence before an altar.
The pant of machines grinding like teeth on chalkboards vs. an autumn leaf touching the ground to move in random reply to a breeze, leaving trails of memory across damp earth.
The demands of the fervent vs. the solitude and contemplation of introspection.
The folly of the hollow grin before the mysterious portrait of a face that conveys neither sadness nor joy.
The wrong and the right. The good and the bad. The things that you’ve owned and the things you’ve had.
The snipping insults and demands of those fellow players in the 4-D matter world, whose only concern is to compel obedience to their tiny sliver of appraisal vs. the stern but caring voice that echoes through eternity, accepts all, guides but demands nothing but one’s ability to observe.
A wheel of perpetual confusion that occasionally affords a glimpse of heaven... or a residence in hell.
