The Rock cut out is growing. It's mountain foothills spread. The cursed gates are trembling. A Song will raise the dead.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
A Christian Aesthetic
Beauty cannot survive a hyper-pragmatic view of reality. It is choked out. And where beauty dies, goodness departs. Any "truth" that stands stalwart amid such ruins has no glory. And one ought not desire it.
Do you have an example of this? Maybe a story. I tend to call what gives me the most pleasure most beautiful. If that were the case then wouldn't my pragmatic attempt to gain pleasure result in the propagation of beauty?
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