Joe Cocker gets by with a letter from Fred, or something 🙂
From One Cosmos, Careening Through History Without a Rear View Mirror :
It is no exaggeration to say that in the 1960s, the baby boom generation gleefully tore the rearview mirror off the vehicle of civilization, while simultaneously believing that they could put the pedal to the metal on the engine of progress. Is it therefore surprising that so many fatal accidents occurred? The breakup of the family, soaring crime rates, a naturalistic or surreal art that became a celebration of the primitive and subhuman, a deteriorating educational system at all levels, a general recrudescence of neopaganism, with its cult of the body and exaltation of the instincts, women emulating men, men emulating women, the rejection of our own Judeo-Christian wisdom tradition, etc. All because a few adolescents tore the rear view mirror off Dad’s car.
Just think back on your own relatively sudden transition from child to adolescent. I remember it well. One day you’re hanging out with your friends, playing baseball, joking around, hating girls. The next day….
It’s very disorienting. And it’s now understood by developmental neurologists that one of the reasons it’s so disorienting is that the brain literally disassembles at these developmental cruxes, and then reassembles at a “higher level,” so to speak. In other words, human psychological development is not like an addition to your house, or building a new floor above the existing one. Rather, it’s more the way a caterpillar turns into a butterfly. It’s a transformation, not just a transition.
Anyway, it’s these “in between” phases that are fraught with such difficulty, those interstices between one stage and another. That is precisely where a lot of the mind parasites get imported, because that is when the brain is much more “fluid,” open, and unstable. Could the same thing be true of history?
Like an echo from the distant past came German philosopher Frithjof Schuon, who was “impregnated from childhood by that poetic and mystical culture whose particular expression in fairy tales and traditional melodies he never forgot…. His sensibility led him quite naturally in the direction of German romanticism, nurtured by the Middle Ages, at once chivalrous, enchanted and mystical.” But at the same time, he felt profoundly alienated, as if he were more comfortable in the past than the present: “An introvert, he felt like a stranger, misunderstood by those around him.” This led him to explore museums “for the traces of past wisdom which seemed to him like windows opening onto a lost world.”
This is what the LORD says:
“Stand at the crossroads and look;
ask for the ancient paths,
ask where the good way is, and walk in it,
and you will find rest for your souls.
But you said, ‘We will not walk in it.’