It is a confession that we do not have such a prodigious head as is required to answer the question what is happening, that we cannot

get on top of what is happening, that we are stuck in the middle of it, in medias res, interesse, amazing and bewildered. We cannot soar over what is happening with philosophys eagle-wings. Whats happening has clipped our wings. -John Caputo
I would like to beg of you, dear friend, as well as I can, to have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. o not now look for the answers. !hey cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of e"periencing everything. #t present you need to live the question. ainer !aria ilke Its not writing music for the sake of writing music. It$s to help others. !o give to them light in their darkest hour. !o offer them comfort that one can

go that far down the rabbit hole and still be.