You know it too though, don’t you? Anyone who has heard the anguish of the violin, or the sound of weary fingers on piano keys. Anyone who has felt pierced by emotion, as if pinioned by the singular arrow of God. Anyone who has observed the wind tossed sea, the first snow, the glittering meadow, and wondered at the beauty that nature bestows upon us. If you have loved, if you have lost, if you have wept until your knees buckled from the force of your own emotion, if you have been overcome, utterly lost, then you have known. You have known just a fragment of this multifaceted mirror, moving deep within you. Like a glass shard in your heart.
If there is indeed a God, then that is where he persists. In that unspeakable beauty, in the afterglow of a storm, in the unknowable quantity of mystery that possesses this world.
I wish only to embrace him, as if we were old friends. To wander on the seashore, some day, and feel once more what I felt as a child. For though this world exhausts me, I sense sometimes the shadow of what so often haunted me when I was still young enough to believe in something beyond what is currently perceivable by humanity. I wish only to illustrate this shadow, to bring light to what lies hidden.
Tolkien once spoke of this when he wrote of the passing of the Elves and the coming of man. He recognized the departure of the old world, the dying out of a certain humankind; of poets and scholars and madmen. All to be replaced by the new society. A society that translates thoughts and actions into machines that parrot them through a million networks into 7 billion minds.
Some say God is dead, but I see him still, in those few wonders this world has not turned to dust or used as some means for further destruction.
I wish I didn’t know this world.
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