…LORD’s Day, 12th of July, in the hour of the Dragon.
Seasons turn, glimmer and fade into each other… one day’s Dusk is another day’s Dawn.
It is this twelfth day, in the month of Julius, that marks my thirty-third year of life upon the Earth.
Though a steady blaze radiates in the hearth of my Soul, I think that I have felt this age more than others in recent recollection.
A garland of silver encloses my temple, shading the dark circles under my eyes.
My frame, though still hale and stalwart, takes a bit more care to convalesce from a strenuous workout or sporting leisure.
Indeed, it seems, that my mind has suffered the least of the ravages of aging o’er the last dozen months. Moreover, I feel it has flourished into a resonance that is, as yet, without precedence.
The procession of an idea, from its prior assumptions to its necessary implications, lay spread before me as a willing lover. Propositions of argument are revealed in their antecedents and consequents as never before… and nowhere has this come to serve me as much as in dialogues of thought and belief with friends as well as peers.
Even so… from this “lofty” vantage, I have come to better behold what heights I have yet to scale. With the revelry of a deeper understanding, comes a despair of just how far “down the rabbit hole” one must proceed before reaching its end… if one can ever reach such a place.
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