Finally saw the McQueen exhibit at the Metropolitan.
Woke up early on a weekend. Got there as soon as they opened the doors, and rushed into the cathedral erected for this man’s vision.
Much of it quite stirring, but i couldn’t shake a melancholy that hung from the walls and permeated the air.
It is a shame he is no longer among us.
Ahhhhh….Bluebery Muffin. Where have you been? It’s been awhile. You seem to have developed…uh…an edge.
This is a cure for something…
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“Faith” - It’s a fine line to tread when the faith expressed isn’t for an idea or belief we ourselves have. It’s still essentially the same thing, whether it is asking us to believe the theorized strength of gravity on Mars or whether you’re asking us to believe that your god came from a mountain in a distant land we’ll never visit. All of it presupposes that we accept certain “truths” that cannot be physically experienced.
Faith isn’t the problem with religion (or science). It’s how people use this mechanism to force down your throat complete value dichotomies absent of any empirical proof or - worse - loaded with ignorant judgments.