January 12th, 2014

"the Lord spoke to Moses" about an eschatological prophet

It is 10:28 AM Sunday morning in the flow of life. Life is flowing. One can not stop the blood flow. One can not stop the breath flow. Life has flowed since the dawn of creation.

It is a gray day here in West Michigan. This week we come to the middle of the month of January 2014. I always feel better when we get towards the month of February. I do not remember right now what is the first day of Spring. Beth and Andy will have their baby born March 2014. Carol plans to leave on March 20th to be with Beth and Andy at the time of the baby's birth. This baby will be our first grandchild.

I got up this morning around 6:30 AM. I got up too early so I went back to bed around 8:55 AM down in the lower level. I got up when Carol left to visit Covenant PCA. Now I am sitting here in front of our main computer writing in my LiveJournal blog. Existence keeps flowing.

Last night I watched professional football till 11 o'clock PM and then watched Austin City Limits. I went to bed around 11:45 PM.

I suppose we will watch professional football today. I have not read any of my books today. At times it all seems so pointless. I have never won a Superbowl.

It has dawned on me lately that I do not know who I am. I have thought for years that I knew who I was, but now I fully realized I have been fooled into thinking I know my Self. My Self remains a complete stranger to me. My real Self is hidden from my self-awareness.

Well I will close to drift into the afternoon hours.
  • Current Music
    Wild Beasts "Two Dancers"

Faulkner won the Noble Prize in Literature

It is 3:58 PM Sunday afternoon in the flow of life. It seems LiveJournal world has been extremely quiet lately. I enjoy writing to ghosts. I locked my LiveJournal personal in-depth diary because I was being haunted by spirits.

I watched some professional football this afternoon, but decided to turn off the TV and read my books. Carol is sleeping away this afternoon. I expect her to be up in time to go visit Covenant PCA this evening. Tomorrow is a Monday. After Monday is Tuesday and so Time will keep passing by into Eternity. Inside my head I hear the warning all the time "Eternity! Eternity! Eternity!" No one can escape eternity.

I have been reading, "The Long Voyage: Selected Letters of Malcolm Cowley, 1915-1987" Edited by Hans Bak & Foreword by Robert Cowley. I also read today from another book by Cowley titled, "Think Back On Us. . . A Contemporary Chronicle of the 1930's".

Well I suppose I will close down for the day since it is 4:05 PM. It is quitting time for me. I already put away my paper diary for the day and my books. There is no way of escape. It is time to get saved.
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    exhausted exhausted