Modernity - Euclidean planes of universals, where the divine and the human never meet, creating truths that somehow human progress alone can bring destruction to falsehoods. Along the march, the church seems left behind, stripped of its ability to point to the vertical particularity of the divinity of Christ, that interrupts all human universals and gives pause for reflection on the yet but not yet of our lives. Modernity - a time when a man, one man, Fidel, can tear down the church and write with confidence on a chapel wall, Fidelidad Para Siempre. Foolish man, foolish modernity...truth is fleeting, never para siempre. Christ's eschatological light is always shining, always illuminating and exposing that which is permanent, that which is forever, as nothing more than our futile actions to reify that which cannot be hardened, but ever remains a mystery to be lived.
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