I am positive a secular profound artist can capture the loss of innocence, the futility of errant ways, paths taken through tendencies, upbringing, and self-will, desperately seeking yet never reaching. Ends attained only through negation and frustration. There is something so honest and eye opening about an individual grasping the depth of banging one’s head against a brick wall; the desperate longing and reality of something greater, the need to attain more than one is able to produce. There lies truth, there lies reality, there lies blockage; beneath the turmoil a soul can be buried while suffering the consequence of truth, the awareness lingering something is missed, the knowing love exist yet seemingly out of reach. As with all spiritual growth, this initial stage–this call for acquiescence, this call to call out, produces attachment, the desire to become entrenched within familiarity and sentimentality; the effect of becoming a reputable personality. To grow, to merge within the fact one’s eyes are being opened by grace, is the key to deeper progress, further healing and further blossoming—the purging necessary for unification with the Sacred Heart of Jesus Christ, and the loving tendering of a Sorrowful Mother; the ability to become obedient, disciplined, and malleable.

The Dogs

by Moby

We started like children
Lost in the building by the wall
Hope lost to fear
And nothing was clear when we lost it all

This is how, how we tried
This is where, where it died
This is how, how we cried
Like the dogs left outside

We were so cautious
Guarding the locksets viciously
I’m never breathing
Tender like ribbons obviously

This is how, how we tried
This is where, where it died
This is how, how we cried
Like the dogs left outside

I am too shy to cry
You gave her one kind to provoke
Even with balance
Losing the hope with you again

This is how, how we tried
This is where, where it died
This is…

In Wisdom is a spirit
intelligent, holy, unique,
Manifold, subtle, agile,
clear, unstained, certain,
Not baneful, loving the good, keen,
unhampered, beneficent, kindly,
Firm, secure, tranquil,
all-powerful, all-seeing,
And pervading all spirits,
though they be intelligent, pure and very subtle.
For Wisdom is mobile beyond all motion,
and she penetrates and pervades all things by reason of her purity.
For she is an aura of the might of God
and a pure effusion of the glory of the Almighty;
therefore nought that is sullied enters into her.
For she is the refulgence of eternal light,
the spotless mirror of the power of God,
the image of his goodness.
And she, who is one, can do all things,
and renews everything while herself perduring;
And passing into holy souls from age to age,
she produces friends of God and prophets.
For there is nought God loves, be it not one who dwells with Wisdom.
For she is fairer than the sun
and surpasses every constellation of the stars.
Compared to light, she takes precedence;
for that, indeed, night supplants,
but wickedness prevails not over Wisdom.

Indeed, she reaches from end to end mightily
and governs all things well.

Wisdom chapters 7 & 8