Posted by Steve @ 9:54 am on September 30th 2006

The essence of value is reckoning

“The essence of value lies in its being a point-of-view.
Value means that upon which the eye is fixed.
Value means that which is in view
for a seeing that aims at something
or that, as we say, reckons upon something…”

pg 71, Martin Heidegger, The Question Concerning Technology and Other Essays” translated by William Lovitt

“Becoming” or “Will to Power” is that which judges and esteems in terms of values….i.e., a point-of-view that determines the essence of what it is that we want to continually preserve and enhance at the same time. “Values” are our aim. “Becoming” is what makes everything real.

Or, as they say on Sunday morning faith programs: “Faith” is reckoning. And, whatever we say, repeatedly… is what we will “see,” because the (Will to) “power” of faith will make it come into being.

What I say, and how I say it… is how I esteem something to be.

What if we never talk about ‘us’?

What if we never say ‘I love you…I want you…I need you’??

What if I never call you any terms of endearment?

Like “You are my goddess.”

Then I won’t “see” it… will I?

My soul needs something of value,

which I will continually preserve (keep) and enhance (always).

Posted by Steve @ 2:16 am on September 26th 2006

I was listening

A couple of days ago,

our ten year old cat died.

And my oldest son, who is 12,

was devastated by it.

He, like all of us, loved that cat…

But especially him.

He named him.

He hugged him

and held him the most.

And he cried.

Last night, he cried…

and the day before, he cried a couple of more times…

But the most touching of all to me was when I was driving him to his hockey tournament in Kalamazoo early Sunday morning…

And I was playing a song called “Forever” by Vertical Horizon….

My gosh, he just broke down hearing that song…

and all I could do (because I was driving on the freeway)

was reach out and touch his face…

try to hold him… telling him that I loved him…

but the tears kept falling…

as I held his hand in mine…

trying to give him my strength when he felt so weak.

I wanted you to be everything to me
Now I’ve got to learn to carry on
I know I cannot hide this emptiness inside
But nothing is the same since you’ve gone

Send me letters from above
Send me strength, send me love
Such sweet love
Sing me songs that echo in my head and in my heart
That’s where you are

And I don’t know if you feel me here
I can tell you one thing that’s clear
I will feel you…

Forever

Posted by Steve @ 4:42 pm on September 6th 2006

Welcome

Welcome to my new blog…

Thanks for stopping in friends, “old and new”…

For the time being, I am going to create a new template…

and this will be my new ‘home” for you to visit for now on. :)

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