Josh Plovanic's Writings and Thoughts

  The Void is Undone At the last, God will lay His hand upon the place where nothing answered, and it will answer with a garden. The names the centuries swallowed will open in His mouth like seeds that waited for a rain older than the stars. He will gather the scattered from the long arithmetic of loss, until every number is a face again. There is a tenderness so deep it reaches underneath existence, to where a wounded creature has mistaken pain for the shape of its own soul. There He will kneel. There He will speak its name. And something older than the wound will stir, and recognize His voice. The light will enter every heart and find the living there. It will lift them from their ruin with the care of hands that carry water to a mouth too tired to ask. Every hand will learn the holiness of holding without harm. Every voice will find a way to enter another life and leave it flowering. And evil, having spent its final refuge, will perish in th...

  The Alpha Logos...The Omega Logos An Erotetic Creation Myth Α · The First Question — The Eternal Answer · Ω Before the first world opened its eyes, the Answer was already alive in God. ✦　∞　✦ Before there was a place in which to be, God was. Before distance could unfold its silver measuring thread, before silence could gather around an unspoken word, before the possible had acquired even the tenderness of a promise, God was Infinite, Perfect, and Transcendent. His fullness had no forgotten chamber. His goodness had no shore beyond which another nature waited. His freedom reached beyond every form that freedom might take. Within Him were depths for which depth would be a little name: living meanings that no language had yet worn, beauties for which sight had not been born, loves whose sweetness would require whole kinds of life to receive them. The Void was the name creation would someday give to its own absence. There was no traveler there to call it empty. No clock w...

The Philosophy, Psychology, and Science of Questions The study and comprehension of the nature of Questions and the processes of inquiry. A question gives ignorance a direction. We spend much of our lives collecting answers. We inherit them from families, schools, religions, scientific institutions, and the cultures surrounding us. Some become reliable instruments of understanding. Others survive because we have never examined the questions they supposedly answer. Yet every serious search for knowledge depends on an earlier achievement: recognizing something worth asking. A question can expose an assumption, organize an experiment, interrupt an injustice, or reveal a possibility that our existing vocabulary has concealed. It can also mislead. It may quietly assume that an accusation is true, restrict us to an artificial choice, or turn our attention toward an issue that contributes little to understanding. For those concerned with truth, meaning, creativity, and the relief of s...