October 17th, 2014

pneumatologically participatory martyrological eschatology

It is 10:58 AM late Friday morning. A cloudy day here in West Michigan. I was just outside taking pictures of my wild flower garden. I wonder when all my wild flowers will be dead.

I got up this morning around 7:20 AM. When I got up I made myself a pot of coffee and then messed with our main computer. After messing with our main computer I had breakfast and then wrote in my paper diary. Carol got home from work around 9:05 AM and went to bed around 9:45 AM. She is now off from work two nights.

This morning I read for morning devotions from a book titled, "Inhabiting the Cruciform God: Kenosis, Justification, and Theosis in Paul's Narrative Soteriology" by Michael J. Gorman.

Last night I watched some television and read, "Updike" a biography by Adam Begley. I went to bed around 11 o'clock PM. So has gone my existence.

This morning I did leave the house to go to our local credit union to get some money and to see if my social security check had been deposited into our savings account. After that I visited a nearby thrift store to look at their used books. I found no used books to add to our book collection this morning. Around the first of November Carol and I are going to a big used books sale in Grand Rapids Michigan. This week I spent a hundred dollars on books. Lately I have been seriously considering stop buying used books and start once again buying solid Christian books once again. For many years I only bought Christian books and not secular books. I really have enough secular books to read till my last breath.

Well not much to write about this morning. When Carol got up last night we skyped Beth and baby Louisa. Louisa is getting big and is jabbering. It is going to be fun to hear Louisa talk to her Nannie and Papa. Our other grandbaby Josie is also doing fine there in Boston with our oldest son Caleb and his wife Emily. I am a grandfather which I find odd. I barely knew my own Grandfather. I never knew my dad or really my mother. The only person I really have known is my wife.

I will close to drift. No way of escape. "Therefore, my beloved flee from idolatry" 1 Corinth. 10:14; "Flee sexual immorality. Every sin that a man does is outside the body, but he who commits sexual immorality sins against his own body" 1 Corinth. 6:18

old diary entry glorycloud a picture of my mother dressed in a wedding gown
http://glorycloud.diaryland.com/101219_40.html
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the secret police

It is in the flow 1:04 PM Friday afternoon. I have been wanting to quote a letter I read last week by Ed Abbey that I read in a book titled, "Postcards from Ed Abbey: Dispatches And Salvos From An American Iconoclast". This letter by Abbey has been on my mind and I want to quote here this afternoon (get the letter off my mind).

Laurence Gonzales & David Standish & Karol Pozniak, Playboy Magazine, Chicago (21 November 1975)

Dear Lary & Dave & Karol:

Thanks very much for the hospitality at Playboy Towers Inc. I like your little two-bit town, despite the windy corners and the incredibly banal clip joints. Seriously. . .

If you were serious about having me write again for Playboy-and certainly I want to-here are a few essays, of various length and depth, which I have in mind:

1. Women's Liberation: Some Second Thought-a semi-humorous reexamination of the basic issues; a winnowing of the reasonable from the unreasonable; the man-hating theme; a review of the biological basis of male-female relations; the anthropological basis of male domination; the essential meaning of the sexual act itself; etc.

2. The Right to Arms-a defense of the right to own and bear arms (including handguns) from my own libertarian, agrarian-anarchist, left-wing liberal point of view; too important an issue to be left to the National Rifle Association, the John Birchers and other right-wing crackpots; i.e., if guns are registered (then confiscated, then outlawed), cops-and the military-and the secret police-and a few outlaws-will have guns; consider: the democratic rifle as opposed to the authoritarian tank, the totalitarian B-52; widespread citizen ownership of firearms as the final popular defense against the tyranny of the State; etc.; tyranny always based on a monopoly of the means of violence; all authoritarian societies based on a disarmed population, a class-controlled restriction on ownership of weapons, etc., etc.

3. Drunk in the Afternoon-some small-town Western bars I know and love, and what goes on there on August afternoons (not much) and Saturday nights (too much). . .

4. Mountain Men and Mountain Music-Why I love Beethoven, Bruckner and Bach, and why I regard Bob "Dylan" and others of his aging-adolescent unisex-bearded ilk as so many Pop-Kulchur schmucks; (I can guarantee this essay as the most-hated you would ever publish). . .

5. Death Valley Acid-what it's like to drop 350 micrograms of LSD at twilight on the sand dunes out in the middle of Nowhere between the Panamint Mts and the Funeral Range. . .

6. Down the Green River and Major Powell-a trip on a little boat thru Gates of Lodore, Split Mt., Desolation, Stillwater, Labrinth and Cataract Canyons, in the watery footsteps of J. Wesley Powell. . .

7. Shithead Literature and Fuckhead Crap: Studies in Contemporary American Psycho-Babble and Other and Other Varieties Teenybopper Intellectualism-That is, a critique of such current pop lit as Casteneda, Herman Hesse, Seth Speaks, Be Here Now, Hugh Prather, Naked Massage, etc etc ad infinitum ad nauseum. . .

8. A Journey By Foot, Horse, Camel & Rover Through the Empty Interior of the Australian Desert-This is something I've wanted to do and if I can get Playboy, Audubon, National Geographic and Sierra Club to help pay the expenses, I'll do it. . .

9. Warfare in the Desert: A Walk Around the Sinai-with special attention to the battle at Mitla Pass, and some consideration of the effects of modern tank and aerial warfare on a desert environment in the old Mosaic Wilderness.

Well you see, I've got plenty of ideas, and more where those came from. Let me know if any of them interest you.

Has the Playboy Book Club taken a look at The Monkey Wrench Gang? Seems to me that MWG might be a book to interest your readers.

So much for now. It was good to meet you people and I wish you all the best of luck in your work and play.

Regards, Edward Abbey-Moab
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