Jul 15, 2006 – 16 Photos
A while back, before we had our busy couple weeks with family and traveling, I was able to capture an air show at our local airport. I was just outside the airport, right at the end of the runway. It was a rush as each plane headed straight for us to land, passing 15-20 feet over our heads.
You can see the whole album here.
So, who can tell me the types of air craft?
Sometimes to sit
and be active
hear the air
feel what is on your feet,
smell dusty leaves
and to slow
the ticker tape of thoughts,
the most rewarding act.
What I really lack is to be clear in my mind what I am to do, not what I am to know, except in so far as a certain understanding must precede every action. The thing is to understand myself, to see what God really wants me to do. The thing is to find a truth that is true for me, to find the idea for which I can live and die. What would be the use of discovering so-called objective truth, of working through all the systems of philosophy and of being able, if required, to review them all and show up the inconsistencies within each system; what good would it do me to be able to develop a theory of the state and combine all the details into a single whole, and so construct a world in which I did not live, but only held up to the view of others; what good would it do me to be able to explain the meaning of Christianity if it had no deeper significance for me and for my life; what good would it do me if truth stood before me, cold and naked, not caring whether I recognized her or not, and producing in me a shudder of fear rather than trusting devotion? I certainly do not deny that there is an imperative of understanding, but it must be taken up into my life, and that is what I now recognize as the most important thing. That is what I lack, and that is why I am left standing like a man who has a rented house and gathered all the furniture and household things together, but has not yet found the beloved with whom to share the joys and sorrows of his life.
Provocations are taken from Provocations: The Spiritual Writings of Kierkegaard