What is this?
That’s something to think about, in the leisure hours imposed upon you now.
I’ve got a suggestion: This is a God. Not ‘from God’, or ‘of God’, or ‘by God’.
It’s more direct. INFESTANS. The God of now.
Strange days – and we have lots of them now – need strange thinking, strange words. A willingness – an ability – to be estranged.
This is an invitation to consider Stranger Days. Here is an out loud, elaborate troubledness, recorded in one take, live-off-the-floor, on Easter Friday 2020 by the River of Abundance and Time. Here are questions, answered by questions. What does a citizen of a troubled time do with the burden, the privilege, of citizenship? If there was ever a time made for elders in training …
The not-yet-born kids are looking through their spy glass, at us, now. Someday, they’ll ask those two questions:
When you were my age, did you know what was happening?
What did you do?
Whatever we do now will be their lives, you see.
It’s time we answered them.