Redeem the Time

Diet Tangerine Lime Calorie Free (No Carbs!) Hansen’s soda +
Bombay Saffire Gin +
Sweet n’ Sour Mixer+
Pinneaple juice=

THE NECTAR OF THE GODS

My Honeymoon (Maui)
Of course, you must know the right combination in order to have these elements combine to become OTHER. I’d tell you, but this is formula was derived from extensive research into tropical drinks perfected in Maui, and I prefer to keep such treasure maps to gloriously uncharted territory secret, lest the swine trample the pearls where angels fear to tread.

A long time ago–for me, anyways.

It was really six years ago.

I went up somewhere below San Francisco and above Santa Cruz to some cabins with some friends. It sounded like a cool enough thing to do anytime, but I really did it because I liked a girl.

Actually, I was crazy about her. And when I say crazy, I mean truly gone fishing.

I remember many moments from that trip vividly, but the string that ties them all together was mad love for the girl.

In between six years ago and now, stupid stuff happened to and by us all.

And now, somewhere above San Diego and below Los Angeles, I am still in love with that girl.

St. Thomas Aquinas says that “sin is pardoned through humility,” and then quotes St. John Chrysostom:

Bring me a pair of two-horse chariots: in the one harness pride with justice, in the other sin with humility: and you will see that sin outrunning justice wins not by its own strength, but by that of humility: while you will see the other pair beaten, not by the weakness of justice, but by the weight and size of pride.

Sometimes I thank God and rejoice that this is true, other times I shudder at it.

Either way, it is clear to me that the importance of humility, which for anyone ought to be a primary goal, is amplified when it comes to the intellectual life. If you don’t believe me, go to the nearest college campus and ask whether the professors within any given department are friends.

It is a great thing to realize that one has been an idiot. Maturity seems largely to consist of realizing how immature one has been–in the distant and in the uncomfortably near past. To look back on the past and realize this is something that, I think, one should always be doing. It means that you are progressing forward, and there is no end to this. Although it takes a humble admission by oneself, maturity can only be attained with the help of others.

With the drawing of this Love and the voice of this
Calling

We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.