A weekend visit to an old college friend has brought back memories, and brought me to contemplate the changes, particularly in myself, since I left that college.
I arrived, an MK fresh from Central America, ready to learn to engage society, culture, and government. I was to study foreign relations, and graduate with a nice job, opportunities to see interesting places and meet interesting people, and enough money to fly my Central American girlfriend to the states so we could finally be reunited.
So much for plans.
At that time, my religious thought was undergoing a transformation that impacted every other aspect of my life; and as I continued my inquiries I began a journey and I can only now begin to see its end. My expulsion only accelerated the process; though it wreaked havoc on all other aspects of my life and its Rayleigh waves are still seen in my situation, the immediate effects were a few months on a goat farm.
Unrolling fence wire one day Taoism occurred to me. Shortly thereafter, Jung occurred to me, and the foundations were laid for a complete overhaul of my epistemology. Fast forward to this summer, when my psycho-philosophical and religious crises came to razor-sharp point when Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintainance occurred to me; shortly thereafter, I read it and my initial ideas began to crystallize. Over the several months since summer, 2007, in rapid succession I’ve had William James, Giambattista Vico, and Joseph Campbell occur to me, follow shortly by my reading their work. More recently, it’s been Eastern Orthodoxy, and as of yesterday, Andrew Louth and Dilthey.
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