I saw the moon this morning... and then I didn't see the moon. It is almost full. In two days it will be full. This is what a google search told me about Friday's full moon.
"The first full moon of spring — the pink moon — will light up the night sky on Friday, April 12, 2025. Although it won't actually appear pink, this full moon is named after the early blooming pink phlox flowers, which signal the arrival of springtime."
I've never heard the first full moon of spring referred to the pink moon. It didn't look very pink this morning, but I will have to keep my eye on it to see if I can see pink.
There is "what is"
There is "what I believe about what is"
There is "what some say that it is"
There is "what I believe about what some say that it is"
There is "what I see"
There is "what I believe about what I see"
There is what is
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Today's reflection title bothers me... so much so that I don't want to listen to the reflection.
"Why only an Atheist can believe". Slavoj Žižek.
I am already surmising that each word gets reinterpreted under another set of standards. He doesn't stipulate in the title "what" the Atheist can only believe. There is the conundrum. The reader has to already assume meaning based on lack of specifics.
I looked up my AFL history and didn't find any inspiration from Žižek over the past years. Not every voice inspires me. But since this is my last year of AFL... maybe I need to give this voice a chance. Even though I am skeptical about his premise from the get go.
I am in for a long listen. This sound bite is two hours long. Yikes. I guess this will be something I will have to chew on for a while. I will be back... if I make it through the two hours. And even if I don't make it through... I will be back ... Even if that means tomorrow. I think we will get two days to chew on Žižek.
