Letters from faithful giants.
Posted on 20 Jun 2007
I do not know who put me in the world, nor what the world is, nor what I am myself. I am in a terrible ignorance about everything. I do not know what my body is, or my senses, or my soul, or even that part of me which thinks what I am saying, which reflects on itself and everything but knows itself no better than anything else. I see the terrifying spaces of the universe enclosing me, and I find myself attached to one corner of this expanse without knowing why I have been placed here rather than there, or why the life allotted me should be assigned to this moment [rather] than to another in all the eternity that preceded and will follow me. I see only infinity on every side, enclosing me like an atom or a shadow that vanishes in an instant.
-Blaise Pascal
&this
my first composition in a year “God Lives Through“
elnellis
20 Jun 2007 (12:45)
it’s beautiful in the way that makes the heart ache, zadok. thank you for sharing it.
friend
20 Jun 2007 (20:23)
Nice job on the new song.
jen.grabarczyk
20 Jun 2007 (21:28)
moved…and moved…and moved yet again. still moved. the nuanced sound never ceases to get deep underneath my bones…as phil said, an ache indeed…and awakened longing.
thank you friend.
LP
21 Jun 2007 (00:31)
yes. this is what i want… it’s beautiful. i like the part that starts around 3.30 in. will it have lyrics? i want to hear this at st. marks.
yeah.
rachael
21 Jun 2007 (06:03)
ache is such a fitting word…desire stirred deeply. zadok your song is like wind that rushes and swirls and lifts and waits…made me think of this qoute:
“‘Hope’” is the thing with feathers-
That perches in the soul-
And sings the tune without the words-
And never stops-at all-”
Emily Dickinson
i am smiling. thank you.
Nova
22 Jun 2007 (07:14)
i love that you shared brilliant Pascal; i love that you’re creating new music; i love that God lives through (you, me, song, poetry, ______). thank you!
Zadok
22 Jun 2007 (15:29)
You all is good people. As much as I’d like to believe that I can create music for myself, it really makes the heart come alive knowing that others are brought to new places through my choice of chords and beats–so to speak.
And I never thought of the word “through” as such a preposition of living incarnationally, but rather God’s omnipresence, hence the long drawn out chords that open and close the piece. Both work really.