this is a type of autobiographical work. biased, of course.
larry d. rosalez-lewis
26yrs old | gainesville, fl
We must ask, with Paul, “This new creation God has launched in Jesus—what does it look like, and how can we live well as genuine humans, as both a sign and a means of that renewal?” We need to remind ourselves that the entire biblical sexual ethic is deeply counter-intuitive. All human beings some of the time, and some human beings most of the time, have deep heartfelt longings for kinds of sexual intimacy or gratification (multiple partners, pornography, whatever) which do not reflect the creator’s best intentions for his human creatures, intentions through which new wisdom and flourishing will come to birth. Sexual restraint is mandatory for all, difficult for most, extremely challenging for some. God is gracious and merciful but this never means “so his creational standards don’t really matter after all.”
the revolution promised freedom.
ask for what you want
and do all you want
and be who you want.
after all the asking
and all the doing
and all the being,
i’m still asking
what freedom is born
begging a stranger
to suck his dick?
What most people mean by beauty is a kind of aesthetic acceptability, not so much character as a lack of it, a set of features and lineaments that hide their history, that suggest history itself does not exist. But the template by which we recognize the features and forms in the human body that cause the heart to halt, threatening to spill us over into the silence of death - that is drawn on another part of the soul entirely. Such features are different for each of us. For one, it is the toes of the feet turned in rather than out; for another it is the fingers of the hand thick rather than thin; for still another it is the eyes set wide rather than close together. But all sing, chant, hymn the history of the body, if only because we all know how people regard bodies that deviate from the lauded and totally abnormal norm named beauty.
— Samuel R. Delany, Neveryona (via fireandwonder)
I want to be a woman who lives totally abandoned to the first commandment: to love the Lord, my God, with all my heart. I don’t want the reputation that I love God. I don’t want to write songs about loving God. I don’t want to talk about loving God. I want to actually love God. I want my heart to move. When I close my eyes and I look at Him, I want to feel alive on the inside. I want to look at Him with a fire in my heart and it’s real.
— Misty Edwards
Every moment happens twice: inside and outside, and they are two different histories.
— Zadie Smith