Narrenschiff

Sometimes a book just rubs you the wrong way. I recently read a science fiction book called letters of the flesh; a fictional collection of letters by aliens that bond with human souls to allow both species to find salvation in infinity (an oversimplification but consider it the essence of the tale). It is an example of the pitfalls of science fiction (another post on that later), but what I have been thinking about why it irked me so.

I believe it's main sore point for me is the underlying assumption that the society of faith knows best and that suffering happens for the greater good. As B mentioned in book club "I'm a happy person, am I beyond salvation?" The idea that someone must be utterly broken before god can mould them to his purpose is uncomfortable to begin with before you add the question of who is involved in the remaking.

Honestly, I just can't separate the politics from it. I constantly look for some way to reconcile  the faith to the politics, but it never addressed by religious leaders (at least the ones I have found). I don't the solution.

A more personal fear I have alluded to with the title. The book fool is rarely from my mind. With authority easily questioned, I often wondered whether I'm reading the right books or not. Perhaps Wilde was right to say there are only well or poorly written books.
All this from a cheap sci-fi book.

Getting ready to head home.

Okay this: isn't very profound. I'm mostly do This to test out my phone. Morse substance to come.

First week of health

There is a starting point four everything. This week I have been exercising everyday for the first rime in six months. I won't lie, it has been a bit rough with my abs not loving it. Still there a sense of accomplishment at get the body moving.
Of course, week 2 is the real challenge.

Writing from the future with my thumbs

Well another device with the capacity to blog from anywhere. Although one could argue that my new toy, the Samsung galaxy, truly is able to blog anywhere provided itched a signal. So now I just need to find the time to write, something to write about, time, and the ability to type with my thumbs. Get ready brave new world.!
If this will ever post