When loved ones die, their life should be celebrated, for in that celebration, they shall be immortalized. In other places, mourning seems to be the only thing that happens.
Subjectivity is often a hostage of desire. It is understandable, for it is a part of the human condition to have favourites. A favourite is something you can draw upon in your moment of need and feel safe with, feel comforted by, and believe once more in the purpose of us all.
If you have ever watched Forrest Gump, you might have felt, once the credits began rolling, a plethora of emotions. Sorrow and yet happiness, guilt and yet hope. If that film touches anything, it is compassion.
When facing fears, perhaps a shared feeling from somebody else, a friend or not, just anybody who can say “me too”, is the best armour there is.
Filmmaker Patrick Takaya Solomon has taken the messages to the world inherent in Joseph Campbell’s lifetime of work and presented them in a film that is both highly personal and wonderfully accessible to a general audience.
Genocide, racialism, the Holocaust, they are each horrific examples of purity being deployed as a justification for crimes of war. They are the worst examples, antithetical, ultimately, of what it really means to be righteous. And who is it who declares that these people are ‘sub-human’? Who is it who cannot see past their opaque egos?
What makes us so happy when our countryman wins a tournament, we make it to the world finals, and the weather is so wonderful? The answer, in part, is faith.
Guest Author Shaun Carter presents us with a look into whether our lives are determined day-by-day, or woven more intricately before we even know.
The author lists some of the practices she has established to ensure that she lives a moral life in an impersonal consumer-driven society.
Am I, as a citizen of the United States of America, culpable in the excesses of Amero-globalism even though I feel utterly impotent to effect any change? It is a moral question which I have long debated personally, which has caused me many sleepless nights due to the gnawing of conscience. I don’t have any thrilling answers, but I have come up with some constructions which give me some peace of mind.