The Pantheon, Rome, 2017
June 29, 2020

Belief

Last night I woke in the middle of the night and wondered if it’s possible to believe in something otherworldly in 2020. Maybe my attention span is too shredded, my brains too cluttered. How many people believe in some kind of god by necessity rather than choice? Are there people who don’t want to believe in God but are unable to stop?

I envy the ecstasies described by philosophers like Plotinus and Origen as they contemplated the realm of consciousness and eternity. Whenever I try to do the same, I only make myself anxious.


Rafael Anton Irisarri – The Faithless

The Shameless Years | 2017 | Bandcamp
Each night in 2020 I'm writing a short post for a series called Notes From the End of a World because I want to etch these days into my memory before I forget them. Before the world changes completely.
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