http://www.dysprositos.com What a curious world... Wed, 13 Aug 2008 00:00:26 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en When I was a lad, I was generally considered to be an even-keeled, well behaved young man. But the truth is that I, even I, pondered such questions as, "Why be good?" and, "Why be responsible?" It seemed to me during those times responsibility was a trap: by ... http://www.dysprositos.com/2007/04/09/freedom-what-is-it-good-for/ With this scene is revolution concieved: birthing one nation and crippling another. Moses fears he'll never be believed God's unphased answer: "take-a-long your brother." W A N T E D: INSURRECTIONIST AND SPIRITUAL LEADER Now, Moses was pasturing the flock of Jethro, his father-in-law, who was the priest of Midian. And he led the ... http://www.dysprositos.com/2006/07/01/17/ The mud brick man did not seem nervous, but restive like a child, swivelling slightly back and forth in his chair. Immediately next to him was hip hop phenomenon Derek Forman a.k.a. D-Formed. Derek relaxed back into his chair, a heavy platinum chain sprawled across his muscled chest. ... http://www.dysprositos.com/2006/06/18/interview-with-the-mud-brick-prophet/ Every person is unique. In my hands are the inverse replicas of some hopeful soul's snaggled teeth. The orthodontist had filled his mouth with alginate; a flood of faintly minty gunk rising against the pillars of his jaws and slipping gently into every crevasse, setting within a minute or two ... http://www.dysprositos.com/2006/06/12/a-little-bit-of-heaven-to-go-to-heaven-in/ When I was a boy in the Lower Penninsula we had fieldtrips near the end of the school year. My favorite trips were those that took us to amusement parks. One trip in particular, to Holland, Michigan was long on culture, history, authentic food and tulips, and rather ... http://www.dysprositos.com/2006/06/10/how-can-you-believe-god-exists/ Subterranean prayers are the best prayers; the ones which for a thousand weary and silent weeks could not be spoken aloud, or even spoken of between the closest friends. They hang like a heavy stone around the neck, a bittersweet burden, hot like sauna rocks, a comfort which gives ... http://www.dysprositos.com/2006/06/09/deep-descant-we-buy-in-volume-and-pass-the-savings-on-to-you/ It was a blustery night in spring when my friend came after me with a gun. We had called a hiatus during a study break (there were girls there, after all), but that was over now, and he was after me. And he was motivated, because I had ... http://www.dysprositos.com/2006/06/08/soon-i-will-be-done-with-the-troubles-of-the-world/ I have a philosophical bent. I like to contemplate truth, God, life, the universe, mankind, and myself, and the way these things are connected or related. I wouldn't call myself a philosophical tour-de-force, by any means. Still, I enjoy thinking about such things. Doing so is ... http://www.dysprositos.com/2006/06/06/you-cant-handle-the-truth/ A friend of mine once described heaven as utterly still --elaborate and dazzling, yes, but completely without motion forever. I do not know if my friend was inspired by Mark Helprin who depicted a reminiscent cosmology in his book Winter's Tale. Helprin had the constellations as manifestations of beasts ... http://www.dysprositos.com/2006/06/03/when-heaven-freezes-over-2/ Robert Frost said: We dance around in a ring and suppose,But the Secret sits in the middle and knows. This poem comforts me. When I go back and read my inaugural post, I can see I'm not in the same mood today as I was then. This feels awkward. ... http://www.dysprositos.com/2006/06/02/ring-true/