The discipline of consolation has become a brute.
I ask God to forgive me if I am obstinate in my cynicism, and for Christ to preserve my cynicism if it is right to do so. I cannot give myself wholly to any particular Church: nothing in me is convinced of the peripheral claims of Christian sects. I am a firm skeptic when it... Continue Reading →
Many practitioners of various disciplines declare that their “discipline (d) does y”—that is, what it is to practice d is to do y. History is sometimes said to involve the formal seeking of knowledge regarding the psychological states of some (human) agent which have some relation of relevance to a certain event—this was the position... Continue Reading →