Warning Yellow Frogs of Sin: I'm a very poor dirt farmer. I have little money.
When I harvest the dirt, I can wire you $4.55 to my American Express account in Paris.
I have been around the block here and there. I spent 25 years in journalism, started
very young of course. Right now I'm struggling with Dante-esq obstacles.
I feel like I'm walking the circumference of the earth,
wearing a heavy robe made of lead. If you know what I mean.
I love the sacramental church and the liturgical freedom of the Anglicans.
I believe in the exegetical reading of Scripture and understanding the larger purpose of drawing
theological, doctrinal, or homiletical conclusions from it. Is there any other way?
My latest issue is the Protestant work ethic and I speak only for myself, off to the bastille goes Ascetic Puritanism. That was the Old Order that passed away. I have not structured my thoughts yet for the New Order, nor anything else.
I'm an existential mess and a fretful neurotic. Where has everything gone?