After more than a hundred years missing Galileo's tooth and finger have been returned to the public. Here's a picture of his middle finger.
That's right after all these centuries Galileo is still giving us the middle finger. I want scientists to cut off my middle finger when I die.
Here's the story
Friday, November 20, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Notes on Betrayal
Over the course of the last couple years, I have experienced a high degree of betrayal from the hands of church leaders who have lied and/or gone along with the lies. Coming out on the other side has been both difficult, and liberating.
I am not sure that all levels of betrayal have that same redemptive dynamic. I have experienced a new level of betrayal from someone who is supposed to be a friend recently, and wonder, "Is it possible to come through these things, and find a silver lining in the dark cloud."
Beyond this life - I suppose. In this life, I am still convinced as I have been for quite some time, that not all things make sense. Betrayal does not make sense, and I am sure that is part of the dynamic of redemption - not to make sense out of the senseless, but to save us from it.
I am not sure that all levels of betrayal have that same redemptive dynamic. I have experienced a new level of betrayal from someone who is supposed to be a friend recently, and wonder, "Is it possible to come through these things, and find a silver lining in the dark cloud."
Beyond this life - I suppose. In this life, I am still convinced as I have been for quite some time, that not all things make sense. Betrayal does not make sense, and I am sure that is part of the dynamic of redemption - not to make sense out of the senseless, but to save us from it.
Friday, November 13, 2009
The Party's Final Note (song lyrics)
my forensic studies tell me that
life is short, its troubles bad
but I don't want this to be
the party's final note when you look to me
my wit is sharp, but my jokes are bad
my mistimed cues tip the hat
but I don't want this to be
the party's final joke when you look to me
peace on earth, goodwill toward men
who is it who sees this end?
someone out there must live this dream
i'll pray it's you and me
i like songs that make people think
i try to resolve, but it's in the wrong key
i don't want this to be
the party's final note when you look to me
sarcasm is my best defense
but the closer you get the less it makes sense
I don't want this to be
the party's final joke when you look to me
if there's a god who loves to laugh
is He smiling now, or fighting tears back?
someone out there must live His dreams
I'll pray it's you and me
life is short, its troubles bad
but I don't want this to be
the party's final note when you look to me
my wit is sharp, but my jokes are bad
my mistimed cues tip the hat
but I don't want this to be
the party's final joke when you look to me
peace on earth, goodwill toward men
who is it who sees this end?
someone out there must live this dream
i'll pray it's you and me
i like songs that make people think
i try to resolve, but it's in the wrong key
i don't want this to be
the party's final note when you look to me
sarcasm is my best defense
but the closer you get the less it makes sense
I don't want this to be
the party's final joke when you look to me
if there's a god who loves to laugh
is He smiling now, or fighting tears back?
someone out there must live His dreams
I'll pray it's you and me
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