Rooms of the House – an explanation, a revisit, a ramble

This is a plan for a story I’m writing. It’s autobiographical in a sense. If it were to be a movie, the cinematography would be in a bird’s-eye-view style, and then snap! — a close-up on the face of someone I love. I’ve been thinking about this story since the 8th grade. Through iterations and … Continue reading →

Advent Music, Memory, and Thankfulness

(I may expand this in the future, but probably not). Arguably one of the most famous sections of his “Well-Tempered Clavier”, I’m listening to Bach’s “BWV 847: Fugue in C minor” today, this day of Thanksgiving. You could say it was made a hairline more well-known because of Rich Mullins’ use of it as an intro … Continue reading →

old thoughts on Miyazaki – 2.20.17

Yesterday I saw Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind with some friends. This is the fourth one of his movies I’ve seen, in this my year of Miyazaki. I see why he has such a cult following. It’s like a Malick film. Magic and realism and ambiguity of good and evil. Mythical. Cosmic. He … Continue reading →

plain text journals – 2.4.2017

I am cleaning my room today. Ask anyone who really knows me and they will tell you, not of my impartation, but from their own observation that the state of my room is a portrait of how my heart is behaving. Right now, I live in a purple, gabled coat closet. It is the size … Continue reading →

a moveable feast

“secura mens quasi iuge convivium est” — The secure mind is like a perpetual feast! “6 Now these things, brethren, I have figuratively transferred to myself and Apollos for your sakes, that you may learn in us not to think beyond what is written, that none of you may be puffed up on behalf of one against … Continue reading →

journal 2.20.17 – garments of peace

What does it look like to be clothed before God? Lewis put it well when describing the solid people (the saints) in the Great Divorce: “A tiny haze and a sweet smell went up where they had crushed the grass and scattered the dew. Some were naked, some robed. But the naked ones did not … Continue reading →