Charles Cowling

 

 

yesterday was my mum’s heavenly birthday i light candles every day for my friends angels and wish them heavenly birthdays and put a pic in there garden yes she had a couple of verses put on but not one heavenly birthday wish or pic i know people dont have to do this but i feel hurt when i think what i do for my angel friend i have also notice although i light every day my angels are getting less and less candles can someone tell me why i know i dont light candle to get candles back for my angels but on special days it would be nice .

 

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Jonathan
Jonathan
8 years ago

I’ve always said, Charles, that the heart is tho organ of knowledge, the brain the organ only of information.

Charles Cowling
8 years ago

A chastening point well made, Jonathan. I was reading with my mind, such as it is, and musing on present-day spiritual beliefs; you read it with your heart, the more intelligent organ.

Jonathan
Jonathan
8 years ago

All I can say (as a former bricklayer it’s my prerogative) is, ‘academic paper my arse.’

This poor little orphan girl appears hopelessly deluded, irretrievably inarticulate and desperately, desperately lonely. This is her call for love, addressed to a computer for heaven’s sake; what’s needed is not an academic to observe from a distance the problem of which she is symptomatic, but someone to hold her; and others like her.

Jenny Uzzell
8 years ago

Doesn’t Bath run a conferrence on dying in the digital age? Possibly just the sort of thing for that?

Kathryn Edwards
Kathryn Edwards
8 years ago

People in various spheres fret about the possibility that too much time spent in the virtual world may be unhealthy. Others – the artist Ai Wei Wei is an example – make the point that, in the modern world, virtual reality is part of reality. In this case it really does sound as though the very artificial virtual world is not at all gratifying.

I would want to counsel the writer to get out into embodied community in which she (I’m happy to bet it is a she) could have more subtle and fulfilled negotiations about mutual support and recognition.