Courtesy of our wonderful Bush administration, we're now funding covert operations in Iran designed to destabilize the government, as reported by the New Yorker. Apparently we haven't learned anything from our 1953 coup of the same country that led to the 1979 Iranian Revolution and understandably strong anti-American sentiment. And, not learning anything from supporting sketchy organizations in the past, we're supporting terrorist groups there today: Ahwazi Arab and Baluchi dissident groups, which have in the past given us Ramzi Yousef--convicted for his role in the 1993 World Trade Center bombings--and Khalid Sheikh Mohammed--the mastermind of 9/11 and one of the few people the Bush administration considers bad enough to admit that they waterboarded him.
And by all appearances, this is all being actively sought by Bush and Cheney. I am not making this stuff up, unfortunately. Read it and weep.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Thy mind, O man! if thou wilt lead a soul unto salvation, must stretch as high as the utmost heavens, and search into and contemplate the darkest abyss, and the broad expanse of eternity—thou must commune with God.
--Joseph Smith, from The Teachings of Jospeh Smith, ed. Joseph Fielding Smith, pg. 137
I was looking at some Escher prints and it reminded me of some random gospel connections in some of his work. For example, this first one, called "Circle Limit III" is how I've always envisioned God's omniscience. We are like the little fish things in the print: it looks like our universe extends infinitely in every direction--and it does!--but God is outside of it and looking down on it, so he can see everything in it all at once. And at the same time, he doesn't know everything, but he does know every possible thing going on in our universe. Just like we can see everything in the fish things' universe all at once but if we look up off the page we can't see everything at once in our universe.
This next one is what I think of as hell: always going in circles, perhaps with a false sense of getting somewhere and surrounded by people who think the same, but never progressing at all. The weird hoods that hide the climbers' faces just makes it better. I think Satan is one of the guys just sitting there beneath, watching or moping.
What do you think? Are my theological musings pointless or inspired? How do you try to comprehend the infinite? Have you ever used art or any other medium for trying to understand the eternities?