November 16, 2010
-
Asleep
It’s like a song that I found deep in the woods
while I was dreaming
of life and her words
surrounded by creatures
that know all her secrets
they all hummed a tune
and I fell asleep.
My bed was their world.While I was sweeping I thought, how deep does life go? (This started because a song had the word ‘deep’ in it.) To be ‘deep’ means life seems meaningful in a way that is intimately tied up with a profound emotional reaction to it. We live at one level; and yet many truths exist way down, and they seem to be overwhelmingly real and important. So I thought this. Life is deep and awing when you reflect and think about it at the right moments. Thus, life is deep. God is the best explanation for why life is an awing reality. Therefore, God exists. What would atheists say to this argument? Well, the universe can be awing. But why is it that so many people can reflect on the universe and not feel overwhelmed by it? And isn’t the deepness of life different than the deepness of the universe? But maybe my being awed at God is just a precontemplative bias based on what I have always been awed at; there can be lots of objects of numinous awe. But this one seems somehow appropriate.
Into the night we go, the land of chimeras and slumber, where all our beliefs are put to the test.
