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Pastimes : Let's Talk About Our Feelings!!! -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: jpmac who wrote (39849)	6/9/1999 12:31:00 AM
From: jbe	Respond to of 108807

You/we were threatened? Ah, you mean this one: You guys know me. You know what will happen if you get too close!!! guess who Message 10039440 Well, my first three guesses were: 1) Charles Manson; 2) O. J. Simpson; and 3) Satan. Now, that WOULD be scary! But, joking aside, the REAL answer is even scarier: God! You know what happens if you get to close to the glory of God? You get burned to a crisp, that's what! The divine radiance, the divine effulgence, is too much for us mere mortals. Sort of like Icarus getting too close to Apollo, you know what I mean? The fate of Icarus has attracted a lot of attention: island-ikaria.com But see if you can find him, in the best known depiction of his fate: island-ikaria.com And Auden's great comment on the painting: About suffering they were never wrong, The old Masters: how well they understood Its human position: how it takes place While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along; How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting For the miraculous birth, there always must be Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating On a pond at the edge of the wood: They never forgot That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse Scratches its innocent behind on a tree. In Breughel's Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry, But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green Water, and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky, Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on. Sure, you can put on your boots. Or you can leave them off. It doesn't matter. Just as long as you don't put on angel wings -- and fly too close to God. Joan