Author: Tim Schwab
a novice
Meditation on the Definitionally Unfathomable
In mathematics, there are many definitions of infinity, because there are many different infinities. The infinity that describes the number of points on a line is infinitely greater than the infinity that describes the number of integers that exist. But one particular definition of infinity has intrigued me in its ability to be turned into a metaphor.
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Apothegms and Observations XVII
That Aesthetic
That aesthetic, oh that frenetic aesthetic, how I yearn for that aesthetic! It is one of rambling, of chaos, of some hidden, immense meaning shrouded in obscurities, in riddles, in veiled mysteries, in thousands of pages of words. They scatter and are thrown, and fragment, and in fragmentation meaning arises. You look to your right and left and down and outside and on a tower and in a cave and it is everywhere but you can’t find it because it is too fast; you can almost see it but it constantly eludes. It is too large! Too large to be seen all at once, so it fractures itself, and drives you into itself to be lost and gain knowledge slowly and randomly, in bursts. Here you don’t understand and there you don’t understand but here is a connection and something is there; what does it mean? It is vague and maybe imaginary, but in its vagueness the subconscious, that holder of instinct, utters its voice and its voice thunders and smashes us as we sit there reading or listening and you know something has been said.
Apothegms and Observations XVI
The Authenticity of the Qur’an
This is a paper I wrote a while back that I find to be interesting, so meh I’ll put it here. It really should have way more sources to be scholarly, but I’m an undergrad so they don’t care that much. Anyways.
Apothegms and Observations XV
I Walked A Road
I walked a road of ignorance shrouded in happiness. I could see miracles everywhere I went, and passion for the boundless beauty of this earth was always present. There was so much to be seen and even more to be done! Construction! Industry! Adventure! Life! Yet, I never imagined that tears are deep. I never imagined that others will reject eternal life. I never imagined that sin is real.
Thoughts of a Novice 