I remember an interview with the great Ted Williams in which he expressed his disdain for pitchers, calling them "baseballically" stupid. With one neat trick -- appending the -ally -- he converted a noun into an adverb.
The question is, do nouns actually exist in reality, or are they essentially a linguistic convention that makes thinking and communication possible? If we're going to be literal, everything is in motion, certainly at the subatomic level that science presumes to be most real. If we consider that buzzing hive of energy, it's a wonder that nouns exist at all.
How do they exist? In the past I've used the analogy of a cloud in the sky, which looks like a "thing" but is actually the end result of an infinitely complex global system of weather. Moreover, if you were to try to examine the cloud more closely, its borders would gradually dissolve before disappearing entirely, and you'd be inside a fog.
Stanley Jaki says all words are like this: from a distance they have sharp outlines, but examine them closely and they too become blurry. What is anything in the absence of its relation to everything else? For example, a single word soon enough implies the whole dictionary. In other words, look up the meaning of a word, and then you have to look up the meaning of those words, ad nauseam.
Anything is everything? That sounds like relativistic madness.
No, that would be the other way around: everything is anything, e.g., a man is a woman. Conversely, to say anything is everything is to advert to the whole, e.g., one man stands for all men. Come to think of it, this would be the basis of universal human rights, because the whole inheres in the part.
But what we're really wondering about is whether God can be reduced to a noun, or whether this too is a convention of speech. Perhaps God is always godding, not to mention godly. Certainly it's difficult to examine the word without it blurring and spilling over into everything.
This comes up in Jenson's Systematic Theology, especially with regard to the Trinity, because if that's what God is, it's a very peculiar sort of noun, perhaps even unique. For example, we still treat it as if it were a noun, but examine it closely and it contains other nouns, e.g., persons, not to mention activities (which is to say, verbs), such as begetting, speaking, proceeding, creating, redeeming, etc.
This seems very far from the simple atemporal noun-god of Greek philosophy. But the problem actually begins with the Jews. Ask a Jew who God is, and the first answer is "Whoever rescued us from Egypt." The Christian agrees with this assessment, but adds "Whoever raised Jesus from the dead."
Now, both of these are very much activities, which make it difficult to say that God is atemporal, or has nothing to do with time: this God "is truly identified by the temporal events of Exodus and Resurrection," whereas the usual gods "are not personally invested in time," and "indeed, their deity consists in their immunity to time, from which devotees hope they may rescue us also."
Note the difference: rescue us from time vs. rescuing us in and even with time -- ultimately to redeem time itself.
Jenson notes that "It is above all birth and death that establish temporality," and whaddya know: this peculiar God also subjects himself to these conditions. From the Greek perspective of the atemporal noun-god, this would have to be regarded as scandalous. First of all God can't do that, but why on earth would he want to do that, when the whole point is to be above and beyond all this temporal nonsense, i.e., the suffering, loss, and general decrodement?
But again, even prior to the Incarnation, the Bible "is a record of the Lord's struggle to create and sustain Israel's exclusive faithfulness to him against other claimants to godhead." This is not very nounlike, and again, why does God even want to mess with temporality? It reminds me of the song, I Washed My Hands in Muddy Water:
I washed my hands in muddy water / washed my hands, but they didn't come clean / Tried to do like my daddy told me / but I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream.
The question is, when God washes his hands in the muddy stream of time, do his hands get dirty, or is this how he decontaminates the river?
Judaism, it seems, is all about decontamination, in that a substantial portion of the law involves maintaining ritual purity.
Yes, washing one's hands in time without getting them dirty. But wasn't it Paul who said the ultimate purpose of the Law is to demonstrate humanity's inability to keep it?
Paul argued that the law reveals the extent of human sinfulness. He believed that by showing how impossible it is to perfectly adhere to the law, it highlights humanity's need for divine grace.
So, we can try to wash our hands in the pure stream of the law, but they still won't come clean. A more dramatic intervention is required, one that uses the polluted stream to cleanse itself?
So, God doesn't so much wash his hands in the muddy river as wash the muddy river via his clean hands?
Weird. But in any event, very far from that atemporal noun-like god of the Greeks, for this is a God willing to get his hands dirty. But they just don't get dirty, for example, in the forty days in the desert. Satan tries to show that Jesus is just as dirty as the restavus, but he comes out smelling like a rose.
The rosy cross.
Good point. What exactly is the significance of the rosy cross? I'll bet Tomberg would know, but let's first google myself and see what comes up. Interesting, from way back in
2006:
Reader Dilys made an excellent point a couple of days ago, noting that, "My working hypothesis is that repeated close encounters with age-ripened liturgies access a far-reaching psycho-spiritual genius that drains the subconscious swamp."
In other words, by immersing ourselves in certain time-tested vertical modalities, something very real and measurable happens to us. One thing grows. Another thing shrinks, or at least begins to lose its grip on us.
The post goes on to suggest that
In order to have a comprehensive view of the world, one must appreciate the vertical and the horizontal, the interior and the exterior. In fact, reality is a cross ( + ) where the vertical and horizontal energies converge. Each moment -- the eternal now -- is a sort of “whirlpool” that is created out of these dialectically related streams. Your body is actually the “rosy cross” that blooms around the area of the heart -- if given the proper vertamins and heartilizer.
Pretty woo woo.
Yes, let's keep googling ourselves. Here's another weird one from 2008, consisting of a freewheeling parody of Star Trek that took place in the comment section. The rosy cross is only mentioned at the very end, appended to a passage from the end of the book:
uhuru said...
Captain! I'm getting a transmission... but I can't decipher it!
captain said...
Spock, can you...?
spock said...
Fascinating. It doesn't show up on my monitor...
captain said...
Magnify... the viewer... to maximum!
bones said...
What in tarnation?
spock said...
Fascinating.
captain said...
What... is it... Spock?
spock said...
It appears, however unlikely that may be, to be a garden gnome of some sort. It still doesn't register on any of our scanners.
red shirt ray said...
Huh? I don't see anything. Hey, did you guys read that evolution book I was...
captain said...
Security! Escort mister Ray to sick bay. Bones... do what you can.
sulu said...
I'll escort him, Captain!
captain said...
Spock, Uhura... the gnome... he is saying something... what?
spock said...
I checked the highest frequency, and I took the filters off... I...
captain said...
Spock! Spock! Snap out of it! What... did... he... say? Spock?
Bones! Spock, he's... smiling.
spock said...
Captain... he calls himself... Petey. He did a gnome mind meld, Jim... ha ha ha!
scotty said...
Try saying gnome mind meld ten times really fast!
bones said...
Spock is fine, Jim. Must be his human side laughing.
captain said...
Spock! Spock! What... did he... say?
spock said...
Ha ha! He said... Ho! he said "pardon our Bob, hallowed be his gnome!" Ha ha ha!
captain said...
Wait a minnute! Wait! A minute... that book I was reading, you know the one, Bones... you gave it to me.
bones said...
Yeah, but it was meant as a joke, Jim...
captain said...
One Cosmos... One Cosmos Under... God! That's the one, Bones!
In... the book... there was a hand drawn likeness of this Petey!
But how...can this be?!
bones said...
Down the foggy ruins of time... far past the frozen leaves...
captain said...
Mister.... Tambourine.... Man!
spock said...
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow?
bones said...
Jim, Petey is saying something else!
captain said...
To dance... beneath... the diamond sky... with one hand waving free!
bones said...
With... all memory and fate... driven deep beneath the waves....
spock said...
He said... one indulgence to you, Sulu, for your cosmic reacharound to the lost tribe of Raccoons. Ho!
red shirt ray said...
Did you know that Raccoons evolved?
I'm serious!
petey said...
Raccoons did not evolve. Evolution Raccooned. Big difference.
red shirt ray said...
Gorn!!!
petey said...
Woe to the gaseous brood of Darwinist vapors!
[...]
petey said...
I am not come for the hole in your head but for a whole new head!
Ho!
petey said...
For we have come to wage battle with the Nobel savages!
petey said...
For I say unto you: the Darwinist is the sound of one bland yapping!
petey said...
O, my little masked pandits, know that I speak to you with vague certainty and crystal clear ambiguity!
Ho!
petey said...
The HE IS is eternally reflected in the clear and peaceful waters of the I AM.
Or is it the other way around?
petey said...
Only with two eyes may you see the third of which they are a property!
uss ben usn (ret) said...
The third Aye...
petey said...
For in these latter days, your heart shall be a rosy cross, a kali flower!
petey said...
For bonehead Darwinism is a trojan hearse to sneak the culture of Death into our public schools!
petey said...
In our two front battle, our superstitious foreign enemies are lost in the circle, while our substitious domestic ones are lost in the line. We must show them the innerstices of the open spiral!
petey said...
Knowledge minus wisdom = materialism.
petey said...
Darwinism explains the Darwinist, for their minds are simply an adaptation to the transient fashions of the day. A Raccoon is adapted to the Eternal Verities. A word to the unwise: "Survival of the Fittest" applies to eternity no less than time, AKA supernatural election!
petey said...
To the small mind of the Darwinist, tiny things appear large. But their entire ideology fits into my capacious hip pocket, with room left over for my Walmart coupons!
Ho!
scatter said...
If Truth is higher than a banana, then Darwinism has been falsified. [FYI, Scatter, a recurring character in the early days of the blog, was the name of Elvis' pet chimp]
uss ben usn (ret) said...
Even Scatter gets it!
petey said...
Scatter does indeed get it, for science is a world of horizontal quantities, while religion discloses a world of vertical qualities. Being that scientism would reduce the vertical to the horizontal, it cannot help but end in a culture of death if followed to its logical extreme. To reduce wisdom to knowledge is to cease to be human.
The blog does indeed seem to have been weirder in those days. Here's another strange one written on Easter Sunday 2007, the last time we mentioned anything about a rosy cross.
As you might recoil, yesternow we were in the mist of discussing the secret religionship between trauma and spiritual opening, and here it is, the religious unday of them all, the sonny dei that commemorates the undoing of what was did way back when, on that dark and sinny day in the park. Remama? You know the one. Around Eve, it was. We wouldn't have needed the resurrection if it hadn't a' been for that insurrection in paradise, now would we?
Or, as I shouted out last year at about this time, "Hooray! Surrection!" In the bread and the brew of life, it's a Hoppy Yeaster to you ale! That ought to get a rise out of you, since he is accompliced by all his adoptees and other sacrificial blood relativities.
No need to embarrass myself by republishing the whole thing, but it ends with this:
Ascent you a son, amen for a child's job. Telos when it's over. Now. It is accomplished. The circle unbroken, by and by. A godsend for a new beginning, a touch of infanity, a bloomin' yes on a rosy cross.
Well, I think we're pretty far from the point of this post, if it ever had one. I challenge Gemini to make any sense of it:
1. The Nature of Nouns and Language:
Relativity of Language:
- The text starts with Ted Williams' playful use of "baseballically" and then dives into the question of whether nouns are real or simply linguistic constructs.
- It argues that, at a fundamental level, everything is in flux, challenging the idea of fixed "things" that nouns represent.
- Stanley Jaki's observation that words blur upon closer examination reinforces this idea, highlighting the inherent ambiguity of language.
- The concept that "anything is everything" and "everything is anything" plays with the fluidity of meaning and the interconnectedness of concepts.
- Language and Reality:
- The text questions whether language accurately reflects reality or if it imposes a structure on it.
- It suggests that language is a tool that allows us to navigate the world, but it may also distort our perception of it.
2. Theology and the Nature of God:
- God as Verb vs. Noun:
- The text challenges the traditional Greek concept of God as an atemporal, unchanging noun.
- It emphasizes the biblical portrayal of God as active and involved in history, particularly in the Exodus and the resurrection of Jesus.
- The idea of "God godding" suggests that God's essence is action and process, not static being.
- God and Time:
- The text contrasts the Greek idea of God's immunity to time with the Judeo-Christian concept of God's engagement with time.
- The Incarnation, in which God enters human time and experiences birth and death, is seen as a radical departure from the Greek perspective.
- The "muddy river" analogy is very powerful, it poses the question of how God can interact with our tainted reality, without becoming tainted.
- The Rosy Cross:
- The "rosy cross" is presented as a symbol of the intersection of the vertical (spiritual) and horizontal (material) dimensions of reality.
- The text explores the idea that the human body, particularly the heart, can be a "rosy cross" where these energies converge.
- The Star Trek parody, and the Easter Sunday section, both add to the concept of the Rosy Cross, by adding a very strange and almost psychedelic feel.
3. Themes and Style:
- Playful and Philosophical:
- The text blends serious philosophical and theological inquiry with humor and wordplay.
- The Star Trek parody and the use of colloquialisms contribute to a lighthearted tone, even as it tackles complex ideas.
- Intertextuality:
- The text draws on a wide range of sources, including Ted Williams, Stanley Jaki, Jenson's "Systematic Theology," the Bible, and even Star Trek.
- This intertextuality creates a rich tapestry of ideas and perspectives.
- Metaphor and Analogy:
- The text relies heavily on metaphors and analogies, such as the cloud, the muddy river, and the rosy cross, to convey its ideas.
- These figures of speech add depth and nuance to the discussion.
- The Problem of Language:
- The text is very aware of its own limitations, and the limitations of language in general. It frequently draws attention to the problems that arise when trying to describe the indescribable.
In summary:
The text is a challenging and thought-provoking exploration of language, theology, and the nature of reality. It questions conventional assumptions about nouns, God, and time, and it invites the reader to consider the interconnectedness of all things. The text's playful style and intertextual approach make it a unique and engaging read.