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Mark Tracy Imagine living in a world where patterns repeat in a meaningful sense—but never in exactly the same way. The Sun rises every day.The Moon goes through phases.The seasons return each year. But if you look closely, these cycles do not line up perfectly. The lunar month does not divide evenly into the year.…
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Let He Who is Without Sin Cast the First StoneTake up space in creation.You already do.Take your place in creation:Your place of creator and creature,As the imaginer, the imagining;What you slow grows; and what you let pass shall slip away at its pace.You see, there never were any rules.But if you want one, here:You cannot…
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If we choose to be, then we are reality articulating itself into existence as such. In saying “I am,” we at once give voice to God’s “I AM.”
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I have been thinking about grace recently. Psalm 42 says, “Hope in God, and you will praise Him again.” This strikes me because it seems that if you hope for grace, then you will have eyes to see it: or rather, you will attribute to grace what may otherwise have been attributed to chance or…
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Individuals are not ultimately reducible to a collection or intersection of categories. No one has seriously argued that they are. Reality is inevitably more nuanced than any system of classification of individuals; and therefore, any set of actions based on a classification system is vulnerable to accusations of injustice by individuals who feel themselves to…
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I understand that Reality is a priori OPEN (by “Reality” I mean that which IS, prior to anything we may say about it), yet I operate under the assumption that Reality may be segmented (provisionally) into objects with properties and relationships between them. Among those objects is “me” or “self.” More explicitly, I make the…
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1. The abstract “Other” is never encountered except in particular manifestation. The Other is always manifest in the particular. 2. The “initial closures,” in Hilary Lawson’s language, or the initial abstractions from haecceity, in my language, may be thought of as real causal impositions. It is possible that this is a game with rules, but…
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Who Are You?Who are you? What are you?Who are you? What are you looking for?Who are you?I can see I.Eye can see eye.I can see I.Who are you? What are you looking for?(Now I know, and I’ll go, and I’ll see.I never knew what you needed from me.) In lieu of an original poem, I’ll…
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Upon AwakeningFor what was I born?What did you want from me, youwho woke me from my slumber?Or did you just wish to show mewhat it was to be awake?To be surprise itself.To talk with a bird, on a walk, too small for my hands.To know the crunch of a pinecone underfoot.To feel the warmth of…
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Conversation with a TreeI ask the tree,“I know that my binaries are spectra,and every name’s a judgment.Any walls I have ever built worked both ways.But how far can I extend?And If I start, can I stop?”It says,“I grow upward because there is no limit;If I began from a height and extended downward,I would have fixed…
