Category: Musings

War.

Published on April 14, 2026

What is a war? It seems to be that in which transpires due to a lack of will to communicate, despite possessing a present capacity to do so. It also seems to be the imposition of will from one party on the other, with the use of violent force to realize some mission contingent condition and bring it to actuality. Irrational animals fight all the time in competition seeking dominance over another for territory, mating, food, etc. No one seems to think anything that is contrary to nature is happening when witnessing two Lions fighting. However, can the same be said of mankind to partake in these irrational casus belli? It is incredibly tragic, and a demonstration of an unwillingness to be rational, and reasonable in dealing with fellow human beings. It is a distortion of what we are called to be. If misunderstandings happen then humility, communication, clarification, and negotiations are the answer to living in harmony with others. Harmony does not mean the absolute extinction of one party by the other: but simply respecting, and coexisting, in opposition while acknowledging the differences between us. To deny this, or to insist on dominating, or annihilating, another party by force seems to be an act of evil. A just war then, is fought against the party that is totally unwilling to communicate at all, and has no ears to hear, but a bloodlust to bring destruction upon all. It is this adversary which must be stopped for the sake of maintaining peace and the common good will of all. Therefore, peace then, must be that in which any opposition is held in harmony, respect, and constant communication. This peace, in a polarized, volatile, and high-speed world, seems incredibly fragile to keep.

EAR

Image.

Published on February 27, 2026

What is an image? It seems to me to be that composite oneness in which signifies or is assumed by the substance of what is. The image in which a tree assumes, simply exists, and so it is. The cat, which is irrational, animated, and moving is perceiving other images but not concerned with its own.

Why then, is rational Man concerned with his own image? Perhaps it is because of his rationality, and him having the capacity to be aware that the image staring back at him in the mirror, is actually him. It seems then, this gift of self awareness, to know oneself, and being conscience, can also be a trap. For, is it not unreasonable, to assert that the more a man looks at his own image, his entire world becomes fixated upon that image, which signifies himself? Thus, the motions in which he starts, begin to revolve around that image: decisions, thoughts, affections, inspirations, schemes, plans, anxieties, etc. It seems to me, that without realizing it, a man’s whole metaphysical perception, and understanding, becomes self-centered, because of the enamoring one suddenly develops in the act of being concerned with one’s own image. This must be vanity. Now multiply that by years and years of habitual ‘self-checking’ as it were, and you end up with a shallow man, whose whole ontological understanding is literally skin-deep.

On the contrary, assume now that this same man were to crucify this vain habit, and began to look outward, at the images before him. Of the created images of nature, of the irrational beasts, and other rational Men made in the image of God. It seems obvious to me, that taking one’s attention off oneself, and placing it outward, in exitus, is necessary for charity. If one’s perception is self-less, then the questions seems to change to: “How can I serve these other images I see? How can I help them?”

Therefore, looking less in the mirror, seems to heal the ego, and kindle a fire of charity, while being guarded by the watchful vigilance of humility in self-abasement. Starting with avoiding unnecessary and habitual “self-checking”.

EAR

Decision.

Published on February 11, 2026

The fear of not making a decision, and thereby causing the suffering of others due to inaction, seems to be predicated upon a lack of trust, lack of service, and a lack of humility. The constraints that press upon a man to influence his sense of reason, while certainly helpful as guidelines, are suffocating constrictors for the leader who must act. The irony here is that in failing to read the implications of the present moment: the movements, the indicators, the disturbances, and the slow tide of chaos looming in the near distance, all seem to beg the necessity of courage being needed for action.

As it says in Proverbs that: there is wisdom in many counselors (Proverbs 15:22), so is it the assurance of the collective experience of who you collaborate with, that speak far greater gravitas, and truth, than what can be necessarily quantified, and demonstrated on a spreadsheet. We are either rational human beings, who collectively collaborate to overcome challenges together, or a bunch of dead husks working in silos: with blinders, earplugs, and cold hearts assumed to ignore the needs of our neighbor and prioritize the needs of our wallets.

EAR

Silence.

Published on February 9, 2026

Silence does not equal approval. To assert otherwise is false, an equivocation, and a logical fallacy. To assert such, seems to conceal a deceptive and desperate desire to survive at the cost of one’s neighbor. It is as if to say: “I will fall, but you will fall with me”. Such absurdities should be called out for what they are and not be conformed to. The defense seems to be to object and not grant such an assertion. For the moment we grant such a fallacious lie, we give power to someone else to assert over us. As if the sophist has the power to define things as being contrary to what they are, what they signify, and how we understand them. Silence is not affirmation, or negation, it is neither. If it is neither than how can it be of necessity, actuality, or potency? Silence is nothing, neither what is not, nor not what is. Therefore, it must be humility, the immoveable essence from which all things derive. To enter into silence, is to enter into the timeless and humiliating place of nothing. For from nothing everything came to be, because God spoke. So, silence is not approval, or privation; if it were either, then there would be no need of the Truth. And what kind of reality is that? Absurd.

EAR

Distractions.

Published on January 18, 2026

Distractions are like flies: annoying, persistent, burdensome, meddling, pestering, and should not assume priority to anyone, or anything. What is necessary, seems to be an aggressive prioritization of what is essential to the moment, and in the long run. Everything posterior to this must be deemed unnecessary. These distractions seem to actualize during meaningful pursuits of Wisdom. It then behooves the professional student to squash these distractions and not be flexible to concede precious time to these useless, inefficient, instances of urgency, obligation, and need for something, or someone else, at the student’s expense.

Time is not something we can get back, so it must be guarded, and utilized, every second to the absolute fullest. To not do so means we must not be serious in our pursuit of freedom through Wisdom.

EAR

Vocation.

Published on January 17, 2026

What do I want? To study, for the sake of Wisdom, that I may enjoy: freedom, less cognitive overload, peace of mind, confidence, substance, and connections with the Saints, Doctors, and wise men who walked the same path before me. I pray this may be actualized, and I will fight for every minute to bring it into reality. I trust that God will figure out the details. What I know now, is that I am not wise, but a fool, and I wish to change this. I desire with all my soul, mind, power, and heart to change this.

Whatever I do, I take extremely seriously. Whatever I put my mind to, I go in 100%. The problem with me has been, that I have never known, in what direction, or path may lead me to freedom. I now know, and have discovered, that it is in private, consistent, relentless studying of the Classical Liberal Arts. The crucible of the professional certification I attained last year humiliated me; yet opened my eyes to the path that needed to be walked.

So, I am walking it. God will sort out the rest of it. Even if I die tomorrow, I was free.

Liber eram.

EAR.

Memento.

Published on January 15, 2026

Memento mori.

This little nosegay of devotion is liberating to repeat when undergoing active humiliation. How liberating it is to say: “Memento mori, my death is coming. It will happen one day, and then after that, Judgement Day. That is what’s going to happen. That is the reality. That is what is on the way.” How true it is, and how much more honest it is to say: “I don’t know, I don’t know what I’m talking about.”, as Socrates so once wisely said: “I know that I know nothing.” Why would I know? Why would you ask me? You know all things, so enjoy your little victory. Your little moment of exaltation. It means nothing. Vanity, ashes, dust, and rotting flesh in the dirt fresh with worms is what it is, it is all that it is. My loss, your victory, we end up both in the ground in the end. It was, is, and always will be a waste of time, and time is all that we have. As Seneca would say: “Lay hold of today’s tasks and you will not depend so much upon tomorrow.” All of this is dust and means nothing. So go on, exalt yourself, sit on your high horse, the day of Judgement is coming. What use is it for me to waste my time in vanity, trying to be a “know it all”? For the sake of what? To prove for a moment, that I’m right? I am not right. I strive for wisdom with gritting teeth, and the pain in which my soul is wrangled and weeps for understanding; and met with silence and more obstacles, and more setbacks, and more headaches, and etc.

Deo gratias, Deo gratias, Deo gratias.

If humility, and recalling our mortality, brings one to the earth in abjection, in contrition for one’s sins, then it must be the very lens by which we are to hope for salvation, while having our faces firmly planted in the mud. The ground underneath our feet that will swallow us up one day.

Contrary to this, Pride seems to blind us, and we seem to forget that the end of our time here is coming, and it’s coming quickly. Question is, will we hear the word: “Depart”, or “Well done” at the end of it all?

Something tells me, that winning arguments and framing oneself as a ‘know-it-all’ is not going to help us then. But then again, what do I know? I am a rational heap of ashes, who wants nothing more than peace.

EAR

Slugs.

Published on January 7, 2026

What is this unwillingness to speak up? This desire push things on other people, to not share the burden, but watch someone else suffer for the sake of your own comfort, laziness, and illusional peace of mind? Why do people do this? I think it comes from an unwillingness to take risks. To make oneself vulnerable to defeat, or possibly victory. So, like a bunch of fat slugs, we hide in our little holes and deflect, redirect, forward, and forget. This can’t be human, or normal behaviors. It seems to be a sign of a culture that is slowly dying and imploding on itself. A culture and society that is devoid of reasoning, logic, and wisdom, ethics too.

In this cesspool of sloth, everyone is operating in this mode but pretending to act as if they are indeed acting upon anything at all. Yet, when one calls things out for what it is, feathers get ruffled, feelings get hurt, and tenured positions become threatened. Passive aggressive toxicity rises, and enemies are made. The very same enemies who, prior to you speaking up, were your friends when they were permitted to shove their responsibilities onto your desk, your inbox. Now, no longer.

The cost of this is the deprivation of the victim’s peace of mind, his willingness to serve is exploited, and the freedom to study is slowly taken away from him. This is a great paradox, a culture that prides itself on being scientific and learned, becomes the very black hole which destroys any contingency for the higher things that it imagines itself to be promoting.

EAR

Deserts.

Published on January 6, 2026

Deserts seem to be the place, where a man’s intellect and heart are tried, and tested, by an arid desolation that permeates to the core of one’s entire being. They also seem to be a reminder of the place that one left behind, when pursuing wisdom, and the incarnate Word. Though to be completely honest, a desert must not have been apparent to one prior to taking up the labor of seeking wisdom, and the grace of baptism. We must have been severely distracted, blissfully ignorant, or in serious denial of the severity and danger of this condition.

It seems to me there are a few options in response to this season of aridity: distraction, despair, or persistence. To distract is to be in denial. To despair is to be buried alive. To persist is to grow. It also seems that this desert never really goes away but lingers as we are reminded of what we left behind. Perhaps as we persist in wisdom, this reminder of the desert only grows more painful, and distasteful when it presents itself. It’s as if to go back to it, would only bring greater torment, because your eyes have opened to the truth, and you cannot unsee, or unlearn what you now know.

So, the only option is to persist and go on. To do anything else, seems unbelievably unreasonable, and irrational.

EAR

Necessity.

Published on December 31, 2025

What is necessary seems to be a convergence point for the intellect to enter into, in order to be transfigured by what is in energy, in order to be at rest and at peace. I.e., what is necessary is what happens right now. What is priority is right now. What happened before, or what could happen later, are useful to know, in moderation. It seems to me that an unhinged, wild mind is incapable of resting in what is in energy now and is tormented by what was or what could be. Perhaps without training in Prior or Posterior Analytics, there would be no possibility of a human mind, naturally predisposed for analysis, to escape this inevitable fate of insanity. This seems to be the great parody of the human rational faculty. Indeed, it might be the reason why some, by consequence of their decisions as new independent and young adults, suddenly find themselves distracted by various earthly things in order to relieve themselves of the potency of insanity by way of unhinged abstractions.

Therefore, I think peace seems to be tied to what is necessary right now; yet, to defend that peace, I think one needs to be trained in how to properly deal with what was and what could be. Having both of these—a condition of being present while being absolutely capable of entering into inductive or deductive abstraction, regressively or progressively to deal with whatever comes—is essential to living in the way we were designed to.

EAR