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I spoke with Dr. Shaw in class on Thursday, and he made some truly intriguing - if Nietzschian - points regarding faith. Catholicism, he suggested, is a religion founded by slaves for slaves... designed to make them feel better about being slaves. Because they could not realistically expect their lot to improve in this life, they dwelt on the afterlife. It's a fundamentally unhealthy religion, he told us in lecture, one founded upon the most repugnant principals of masochism: it idolizes the image of a man nailed to a cross, nailed through the hands and feet. (Consider Drakulić - J., akimbo, says "You look like a whore": but S. knows that by accepting the pain with open arms, one can fool oneself into ceasing to feel it.) There is a decided emphasis on denial and mortification - it makes the suffering worthwhile. It makes the suffering mean something.
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:.. To Find Patience in Grace (And End Up Nothing) ...:


cuivus dolori remedium est patrentia
[patience is the cure for all suffering]
 

:... Miroslav Satan ...:
 

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:.. In Darkness Let Me Dwell ...:
 
The Code of Canon Law establishes that, "Those upon whom the penalty of excommunication or interdict has been imposed or declared, and others who obstinately persist in manifest grave sin, are not to be admitted to Holy Communion" (can. 915).

Excommunication may result from:
  • apostasy
  • heresy
  • schism
  • desecration of the eucharist
  • violence against the pope
  • ordination of bishops sans papal mandate
  • violation of the seal of confession
Something possibly useful for later:
  • Interdict may result from attempting to marry while having a perpetual vow of chastity
In other news, I wrote to the Archdiocese of Philadelphia to ask about the alteration of canon law after Vatican II. Why, you ask? Because I enjoy making men of the cloth uncomfortable. I worry that I shall get some hopelessly bureaucratic form letter in return, thanking me for my correspondence and wishing me joy and contentment in the Lord's blessed light and so forth. NPR gave me a helpful snippet, either way: The Vatican defines heresy as "the obstinate post-baptismal denial of some truth which must be believed with divine or catholic faith, or it is likewise and obstinate doubt concerning the same." ... The drowning may hold up after all.
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[I propose a new bout in the word war, Imp. An additional 5,000 words by next Saturday at midnight, certo? Say yes. Voglio il tramezzo, and I won't have the motivation to write otherwise. ;)]

On the topic of religion - we were on the topic of religion? - I watched Constantine tonight. It was a bit of a blast.

my sweet little religion.

  • Oct. 23rd, 2008 at 8:44 PM
the white







:... You Mean Everything To Me...:

A Central Cast of Two.

  • Serafeim Křehký: literally, "delicate angel". Our frail protagonist who acts as one of his own antagonists - damaged goods, and a psychological wreck. I don't want him to be a common priest, we have misconceptions about priests and he's fundamentally too young to be believable in the role. I'm leaning towards Laity, then, some form of consecrated life within an obscure monastic order. Perhaps. It needs to be self-isolating enough to make his return to the secular world sufficiently messy. Interdict or excommunication, I haven't quite decided which to use. The former, perhaps, or a withdrawn excommunication - if this evolves into him returning to his previous position, I'm going to have to figure out a way around penalty and Catholic law.
  • Eleanore Toivonen: the love interest. Or, more accurately, the one interested in love. She's atheist, and embodies the finer themes of love: patient, kind, and warm. Hers is a human warmth which has been thus far missing from the existence of our protagonist, but it is no match for divine warmth - her perpetual struggle to free the abovementioned from his emotional and psychological baggage conflicts frequently with her desire to disentangle herself from religion entirely. She is the only female character I have ever written who has not been pure good or pure evil. Rather complex, flawed and confused; possessing a keen desire to protect and to save, and yet frequently unwilling to wholly accept the role of arbiter of sanity. Beautifully imperfect, beautifully human. A good contrast for our angel. The given name just happens to be my very favorite name on the face of this earth. The surname is derived from the old Finnish for 'hope'. She's one of the good guys; makes her living translating novels from obscure languages to well-read ones, and likes heroes who die in the last five pages.

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There is a slew of additional characters - religious and secular, noteworthy and vague, antagonistic and helpful - and they shall be rambled over when I have more time and lucidity. Serafeim and Eleanore are the only two constant personas, however. The rest are shadows, ghosts, and guests which debut in flurries of literary leitmotiv and exit in anonymity. I spent some of my time between classes today trying to pin down the format of chapters, parts, points of view: I know the story and where it goes, but I'm not quite sure how I should be telling it. In the tradition of Konrad, I get the feeling that this novel will be beyond abstract. And on that note. I keep thinking of Draculic's The Taste of a Man. Is that how Serafeim ends up? So far off the edge of the map that the map becomes useless? I tend to hope not... Also, I watched "Goya's Ghosts" the other night, with mein vater: disturbing and about the Inquisition, what could be better? For the purposes of novel writing, it's semi-unfortunate that the Church has so long ago abandoned its incredible bloody-mindedness. I visited the library today, after calculus.

~ Declaration on Religious Freedom of Vatican Council, II - Vatican Council. 2nd.
~ The Wisdom of Catholicism - Anton Pegis
~ The Principles of Monasticism - Bernard Sause
~ Sex in Christianity and Psychoanalysis - William Cole
~ Orthodoxy - G.K. Chesterton
~ The Silent Life - Thomas Merton
~ The Case Worker - Gyorgy Konrad