“We are at the end of a long Enlightenment era and reacquiring an awareness of the existence of hidden things. There are angels and there are demons. Your life, here and beyond, is determined by whom you serve. The course of history has always been driven by human communion with those beings, and there are classes of people who have always known that.” — from among the past 100
A note I repeat on these 100th-interval occasions: I read every comment that is posted here closely, no skimming-over. I learn from you. Thank you for reading, commenting and linking.
Best seven of the past 100:
An Odyssey. A huge number of people read this one. It builds up to a final paragraph that resonated with them.
The Slow Dance. In that study:
Remember back in high school, the slow song came on and you’d take a girl to the dance floor. You hold her around her waist. She wraps her arms around your neck if she likes you. Then you sway with the ballad. What kind of a boy doesn’t pop wood and awkwardly keep it from touching her as his thighs rub against hers, crisp wool trousers against her silky dress.
Everyone has his allotted life force… But the age-cliff hits healthy men fast. In ten years he might be feeble, with a sunken face and vacant eyes. Life is a slow dance.
The Spiral of Communism. This analysis isolates the four stages of value-extractors’ modus operandi. Read this and understand history as well as your own country’s trajectory better.
Human nature tends toward the accumulation of power, the accumulation of power tends toward the consolidation of power, the consolidation of power liberates the victors’ will-to-sadism.
“Is there Transcendence in Intoxication” is the best account of a buzz you’ll read. So, is there transcendence in intoxication? Suburban_elk once gave the best answer: “Yes but it’s temporary and it comes at a cost.”
Idle Thoughts On “Little Drummer Boy.” Music posts bring on the best comments and this one didn’t fail. From Norway to New Zealand, we are alive.
The magic moment that begins at 1:50 defines our destiny. The two young White boys against the world. The martial drum and bagpipe, the girl chorus backing them faithfully.
The Generation X Split. ~1960-1972 and 1973-1980 births.
The arc of life, young edition. Two strings of thought. One:
See yourself perhaps many decades from now, a barely-breathing shell. One final flicker of animation in the physical medium of your mind before you pass to the next world. What will that last vision be for you?
There is so much talent, and so much inexhaustible beauty wherever our people are, especially in the heartland [Ohio in this case]. The protective instinct is powerful when mobilized by historic developments.
Bonus — best featured video:
Two Scenes From Italian Beaches. The counterpoint to the conclusion of La dolce vita. Open thread.