Binary Oppositions

“You are an expression of your culture.” – Stephen West

Binary oppositions help us navigate the world but breakdown when forced to interpret the signified or thing referenced. If you say is this shirt clean or dirty? We know but if we say is mars clean or dirty we don’t know what to do with it. The binary opposition of clean or dirty are still there but the signified object has changed from shirt to mars. The meaning then does not lie in the terms or the rule but in the relation between the terms and their governing rules.

How does the term operate under those perimeters? Can it be answered? Or does it need further inquire? Better yet, how many signified objects do we use daily that more than likely need further analysis? We need to first understand both the operator and operated upon before we can understand their byproduct of meaning.

He & She Pt.2

Similarly, he found himself reaching out, not with his out stretched arm (though he would have had she lived closer) but with his heart, soul, his very being – his everything. He reached not just for her but for the eternal power that they had channeled together through their relationship. The power behind all love; the unnamable source behind that first spark felt within the depths of two lover’s souls. But it is the two lovers who must nurture the spark to transform it into a flame. They must both nurture it each and every day in order to grow it. One lover cannot keep the flame alive alone; its light will fade and its touch likely to sting.

But, to those whom endure the quest of love, they will receive the gift of life as well. They find that love cannot ever be truly stripped away from the context of life or life from love. It is as if these two concepts float suspended as two separate entities in our minds but are truly interwoven together by the ethereal threads of time.

It is love that is what moves life and time which records it. There was never a separation between love and life, just as one cannot discuss the nature of light without indirectly, and simultaneously describing the mechanisms behind all of life.

But describing a machine by its mechanisms may tell you about this function, but if won’t reveal what is experienced by the machine.

He & She

He sat. He sat and he thought about the issues that concerned him – the issues he cared deeply about. And, for him, he could not see past her. The blinding luminosity that was her in his mind.

The moments and events of his life seemed to circle around her at the center – timeless and still. It was not just around her though, but his love for her and, moreover, his love of Love.

His love that provided him with the knowledge that true security, safety, warmth and comfort does exist. He craved this. He craved these feelings, always. He craved this love because he craved immortality. He craved love because he knew that it could transcend the grave – he knew this because he had witnessed it himself.

He had died many times during his single lifetime. When cycles of self were altered or fundamentally destroyed, he began to drift – floating from thought to thought never being anchored down. What made him, him was called into question – even his very existence…especially his very existence.

This was all true before he met her. Once she entered his life, there was something sturdy to hold on to – a point to be grounded and attached. This was a solid footing that only grew in strength, power and depth by the passing of each day.

The roots of love never stop. They are never finished in their expansion; for love does not retreat. Love does not diminish – love expands ceaselessly.

In Contrast

For what am I but a lowly prince?
Who has had his time well spent.
Lead me not in to temptation;
But deliver from this trepidation.
For you are the King of all the nations.
Yet your people have grown complacent.
To beg them to choose;
Or let them all loose?
What is that I should do?
For I’ve tried this all before,
And still there is war.
There is only one thing more:
To sacrifice the Son whom You adore.
To defeat death with His last breath

Moments of Clarity

He gazed down at the broken and worn out suit. It reminded him of own fragility – his own mortality. That he, too, would one day be worn out and tattered. But, unlike the suit, would his essence carry on. Staring up at the stars above him, the vastness of the inky, black space captivated him – would he be a star or would he be the dark space between? Somehow, in that breathtaking moment, it didn’t matter.

Eyes of Love

It is abundantly clear that our impetus is to love.
Love comes from God;
Because God is love.
No one has ever seen God, John the Apostle writes.
But, in the words of St. Augustine,
“If you want to see God, you have the means to do it.”
For when we love one another,
we bring God into expression;
When we love,
God remains in us;
And we are perfected.
So, as we look at each other with eyes of love,
remember that what you are experiencing is God.