December 14, 2005 -12:02 am
The view is beautiful, but it's just so fucking cold out here. I'm stuck in my autn's place, full of cookbooks and indoor heating - what we may consider a luxury in baguio. However, the fact that this place does not give me internet access (but makes up with an assload of ComCast channels) could be considered as a blessing in disguise, as I come closer to the solution presented required to answer the blog I posted before my flight.
Come to think of it, the weather ain't so bad as long as you get your mind focused on the words you want to say.
But anyway. It seemed like 2 qualities, reason and faith, cannot be solely depended on for survival. I thought I'd personify them to prove my point, but it seems as if I stumbled upon something else. As I was imagining, I suddenly thought it to be fit that these entities should serve a master. You could imagine the smile and corresponding slow nods I made as I came up with this supplementary conclusion:
Faith serves God. Reason serves Me.
As I have learned in the past few months these two will probably beat the hell out of each other at first glance. But it seems like that's my problem, my current dilemma that I must endure in the progress of my spiritual growth.