Right now, we are in the midst of Robinson Crusoe. The book makes people pretty polarized – and I’m on the side that loves it. Most of what I love is how Defoe writes. He wrote when English was used properly, and doesn’t go easy on the reader with his long, complex sentences. Still, I love it.
“If ever you come near I'll hold up high a mirror,
Lord, I could never show you anything as beautiful as You”
“what good is each good thing we think we do?”
“Shadow am I!
Like a suspicion that's never confirmed
But it's never denied.
Wolf am I,
no, "shadow" - I think - is better
cause I'm not something - more like the absence of something -
So SHADOW AM I!”
“you're a door-without-a-key, a field-without-a-fence
you made a holy fool of me and I've thanked you ever since.
…
but if I'm a crown without a king, if I'm a broken open seed
if I come without a thing, then I come with all I need
no boat out in the blue, no place to rest your head,
the trap I set for you seems to have caught my leg instead!
I do not exist
Only You exist”
Those last words have been on my mind a ton during the forge. I do not exist, only You exist.
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