October 25th, 2005



I've began reading Dostoyevky's "The Brothers Karamozov". I think that I'll enjoy it. I must admit that I am reading it not only for the fact that it is a famous piece of literature, but because it has been influential within Orthodoxy. That being said, I hope that this book is the beginning of a holiday away from non-fiction works of theology and philosophy. I wish to dive into more fiction, more poetry, more essays.

There is only so much one can learn from another's systematic explanation of the world around us. We all know so, so much from our own experiences. But because we don't often stop to reflect on our experiences we pick up large tomes of knowledge to tell us what it is that we are doing and why. These are helpful, yes, and I am drawn to them more than any other type of writing, I admit. And yet, to analyze human experience from a scientific (and I use this word in regards to most modern theological and philosophical works) perspective and mindset can suck the life and soul out of those experiences.

A Catholic monk once told my friend Jake and I that fiction is the truest history of mankind. I think that he is on to something and I think that many great thinkers who produce great works and are lauded by academia eventually come to disavow such systematic ways of being. There is wisdom in learned ignorance.

A good blog: http://www.nowandever.be -start reading from the beginning of the archives.

It is getting cold here in Minnesota. My nose is very runny.