There is a cosmological model that posits that every time some probabilistic event happens in the universe, reality forks into two or more universes, one where each possible outcome has occurred. In other words, when you flip a coin you immediately spawn two universes: one where you get heads and another where you get tails. It is a popular staple of science fiction stories, where infinite numbers of universes are there to explore.
Solitude must seek its own repair, Relying not on others to find right, Trusting but to God, to self, to prayer. Though counsel has its place to help prepare For journeys taken to advance our sight, Solitude must seek its own repair If it is to escape from others' glare And find its own true, perfect shaft of light, Trusting but to God, to self, to prayer. Confusion borne of conflict and compare Might rob the staunchest seekers of their might: Solitude must seek its own repair. When striving to touch truth, best to take care, Avoiding those who paint in black and white, Trusting but to God, to self, to prayer. Though lonely time can reek of dark despair, Only unencumbered thoughts take flight; Solitude must seek its own repair Trusting but to God, to self, to prayer.
— RonRisley – 30 Mar 2005
|Whenever you are arrested and brought to trial, do not worry beforehand about what to say. Just say whatever is given you at the time, for it is not you speaking, but the Holy Spirit.|
“Petrichor” is the smell produced by the first rain on dry ground. It is a wonderful word as well as one of my favorite scents. We just had a couple of weeks of dry, sunny weather followed by some pretty intense rainfall, and the petrichor, though faint, was evocative. As always, it brought back a singular memory:
I have been in a major funk, feeling sorry for myself. I don’t imagine it’s pretty, but my friends have been supportive nonetheless. One particularly close friend was having problems of his own, having recently been ripped off by a huge, faceless corporation that refuses to even acknowledge his existence beyond threatening to make his life miserable if he doesn’t pay their spurious charges. The amount of money is more than trivial, but less than catastrophic. For him, though, the experience has been devastating, as he has been made to feel that he has no control over his financial affairs (I think any victim of identity theft or an IRS mistake can probably relate).