Dr Clam's accidental blog

 I have been reading the Psalms over and over again. Five a day, I think for about a year now. I think this is why a certain void became app...

  To Flanders flocks the shepherds lie Beneath the crosses raised on high That point to grace; but off they go Blind guides that with ...

This book is not making wild universalist claims that everyone is saved; the author is well aware of the numerous scary warnings about Hell...

 It seems that something exists. Therefore, something must have existed without being generated by something else: there must be some thing ...

  You may recall, if you have read all this from the beginning, the biggest problem I had with being Catholic – with being Christian – befor...

 I admire those who walk away from Omelas . I admire those who refuse to co-operate, however remotely, with some evil so that good might res...

Vox sonora nostri chori Nostro sonet conditori Qui disponit omnia Per quem dimicat imbellis Per quem datur et puellis De viris victoria ...

At the end I stuck to my principles (see the Archive, around about August 2004, I expect). As a disbeliever in civil marriage, I had to des...

I was coming on to write an intermission and perhaps shrug, and say that it might be too late for me to pick up the broken cord and blog the...

They rush in red and purple from the red clouds of the morn, From temples where the yellow gods shut up their eyes in scorn; They rise...

The North is full of tangled things and texts and aching eyes And dead is all the innocence of anger and surprise, And Christian killet...