“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
Friday, February 28, 2020
You are not to define God
God cannot be defined! That is idoletry! You are to make no attempt to make any image of God, even mental ones! Definitions destroy things! You don't want God to be destroyed! Some mysteries are best unsolved! Some things are best left unobtainable! Who wants to get everything that one can possibly want? Why destroy everything just to get something to feel out over? Don't make God into one of your toys! Don't define God!
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