Morality is something we all think about; even sociopaths have opinions on the subject. Right now, my thoughts on morality are so muddled in disappointment with mankind — myself included — I may see the soul’s dark night. I hope my internal compass is true (whatever that means) and whether or not being true to myself could be called a virtue–I have no way of knowing.
I’ve begun to read the Bible, the Catholic version, that is. Some of the things I find there impress me as being wise and helpful. I don’t know what the explanation is for them being left out of the Good Book I believed so long was the complete, infallible word of god. I used to think it was right to believe without questioning.
As I write this, my life-long family of Alabamians is experiencing a spirituality I will never know, Iron Bowl consciousness. It seems like a powerful use of expanded mental focus. Like another plane of reality. A lucid dream shared by millions. My impression is that it’s no more enlightening than any other aspect of mass consciousness. such as consumerism, or fascination with British royalty.
But, there’s just so much I don’t know.
At any rate, I didn’t mean to make so much of this being game day. It came to me after I googled “Dark Night of the Soul”.
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PS War Eagle