I fell asleep Friday afternoon in a real bad position and my neck feels like cement. I had been reading before and C.S. Lewis had brought to my attention a detail of our existence that I had considered before but never to the scale that I ever should have. Wrote the professor:
It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest most uninteresting person you talk to may one day be a creature which,if you saw it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree helping each other to one or the other of these destinations.
Why hadn't this glued to my cerebral cortex before? I am a highly influential person in this world whether I choose to or not.
Rephrase: WE are highly influential people in this world whether WE choose to or not.
Do I regret all the things I have done to push someone towards actions towards an undesirable outcome? How would I ever be able to correct it? I can't, so what do I do now? What good have I brought about to offset the rest? What will it take for me to only help others to the side of Lewis' relation?
Thought #2
Perfection is not a state of being. It is a state of becoming.
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