Letters cut from The Oedipus Cycle by Sophocles
(work in progress)
(work in progress)
I've come to the conclusion that perfection is overrated. Way overrated. Like, not even worth shooting for. Perfection is actually pretty dull. I mean, think about it – what's more interesting, the summit or the ascent? All you get from the top is a killer view, and like everything else, it gets old. How long can you look at other mountain tops before you get bored? Maybe perfection is fun for a while, but the novelty wears off fast, and then it becomes banal. Fortunately, life is always dishing out bliss-busters, so it's never long before we're knocked off the peak.
I'm just finishing up this text piece (see above). It's highly imperfect. In truth, it's bugging me. It's called "God's Response to Job" (so far, anyway..haven't come up with a better name yet), and it's...well, it's God's response to Job. Specifically, it's the last four chapters of Job, in the Old Testament of the Bible, where Jehovah informs Job who's Who and what's What. It's completely beautiful and I highly recommend reading it. I cut the letters from "The Oedipus Cycle". Two tragic figures, the stories probably based on real men of enormous faith and integrity who fell from their personal summits, due to the inevitable ego entanglements that accompany fabulous success. This is all speculation, of course; not mine, but theologians and thinkers who have nothing better to do than to speculate on the fates of mythological men. But no matter, because whether or not these good men were real or fictional, they're excellent examples of humanity. Their respective losses are something that very few of us will ever experience, and yet we get a glimpse of what it means to be fallen, disgraced, blinded by ego, cursed by those who will eventually fall themselves, and finally, lifted from despair by the grace of God. This is what it means to be human: to experience the relentless rise and fall of the ego.
I'll finish this text piece soon. I think it's fine that I'm not 100% happy with it. This is a good piece to have doubts about. It's an excellent piece from which to disentangle my ego. It's the perfect piece to be imperfect.
You can read more about this text piece here.