i have recently discovered that mark twain wrote far more than tom sawyer-esque literature. in particular, letters from the earth hooked me. and, then, schoolhouse hill. and then i discovered … that mark twain wrote profusely about faith in the supernal, about religion, about the bible, about the nature of man. that he surmised, through his satirical writings, that eating of the fruit of the tree of knowledge not only conferred upon man knowledge of good and evil and the differences that lie between them, but also a thirsty disposition to commit evil. interesting, that notion. an assertion i have not heard before. an assertion which, nonetheless, deserves noting.

i wonder, as mark twain does, does any other living thing attach so much importance to itself as does the human? what, in our nature, makes us believe so fervently that the creator made it all happen just for us? twain asks his readers, does an apple in a vast orchard think itself most special as does the human? its almost as if we need a purpose. we need something larger than us all to feel anchored. to feel purposeful. cs lewis alluded to this fact in his treatise, mere christianity. lewis believed in humanity’s need to possess the knowledge to attribute the universe either to random existence, or to some organizing power. indeed, he makes perfect sense when he says that any creating power that exists outside the universe can no more make itself known within the confines of said universe than an architect can make himself a wall in a house he’s designed. clever, that analogy.

cs lewis lyrically referred to g-d as the first love of each and every soul. indeed. how lovely, a thought. lewis asserts the notion that one finds truest evidence of g-d’s existence only within oneself. one cannot logically find g-d himself … within the confines of the universe. god’s now resounds for infinity, while our now slips away even as the words tumble from our lips. we cannot begin to comprehend g-d’s nature and the immeasurable blazing immensity of the g-d head. still … one may see a reflection of the g-d head “… flowing through the blue of the sky, the taste of honey, the delicious embrace of water whether cold or hot, and even through sleep itself.”

so, where do we find g-d? i’ve come to feel the eternal nature of this quest. how interesting that i find something … some silver thread of inspiration for the nourishment of my faith, and soul, in two streams of literary knowledge that seem opposed ~ mark twain, the cynical, satirical, and irreverent vs cs lewis, lyrical, atheist-turned-christian: skeptical apologist for believers. i have firmly held, for many years, that to truly gain an understanding of an issue or an entity in this universe, one must know what stands for it, and also what stands opposed to it. and so i see the fruits of such a process. most elucidating. in an intellectual way.

have i answered my question? perhaps, but the answer will take me several lifetimes to decode. and so, i suppose its not at all the answer one wants or expects to receive.

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