Pentateuch

These are my notes from the last two Pentateuch classes.

Don't worry, these didn't take alllll the class time.

Isn't it odd- imagination? 

We have the power to see things that never existed and never will exist and share them with others. 

Things that could never happen in the laws of nature exist inside our heads. 

If humans are only natural beings, made from soup and stones and chimps, where did we get imagination? 

How can our minds feel things that aren't there to be felt, or see things that aren't there to be seen? 

Superpowers and perfect relationships- where did these originate?

In this, God is almost a simple answer. 

He makes perfect sense- or rather, He is perfect sense.


Every word you've ever read

every beautiful sentence of song that brings you to tears

every "I love you" 

or "I care" 

every "I hate you" 

or "go away" 

they are all just combinations of

26 different letters

given meaning by

your wayward heart

and soul

B L U E

How did four letters come to represent the grandeur of the sky, to encompass the chill of the ocean and the feeling of deepest depression?

G R E E N

A small word to fill the void left by the thought of grassy acres and vast forests.

R E D

Anger told in the simplest way, communism, hatred, and sunset covered in a triplet format.

E M I L Y 

A being of depth yet unmeasured, a soul. 

How do you describe a soul? 

Five simple letters, and a soul is constrained. 

Life is wondrous. 

Well, I guess those weren't really Pentateuch notes, but rather existentialism. 

Happy Awkward Existentialism Day, friend.