Sunday, June 20, 2021

Old Man Cries at Clouds

 

I've gone down the rabbit hole of "People Seeing Color for the First Time" videos. Youtube keeps suggesting and I keep clicking. In case you haven't seen them, there are two rules: 1) it's (almost) always a man and 2) they always cry "get emotional".

This guy telling everyone how much of a tough guy he is is perfect... a little too perfect. But I don't want to be cynical. I have to assume it's genuine.

The idea of crying at the blue of a sky or the green of the grass is so novel that it's entertaining. But I suspect (and it can only be a suspicion) that they are correct and it's the rest of us who are wrong. But it does seem impossible to reverse world-weariness. It's very difficult to not take things for granted when we so lack the imagination to picture them being any other way

A child kicks his legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, “Do it again”; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, “Do it again” to the sun; and every evening, “Do it again” to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we. - G.K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy

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