Soul’s Comfort

Loneliness can be a heavy weight,

When intelligence sets us apart.

Our minds hunger for meaningful debate,

While our hearts yearn for a human heart.

Amidst the noise of everyday life,

Our thoughts are often too profound.

And few can keep up in our strife,

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Matthew Albertell
The angels are lost in perpetual contemplation of an infinite glory

“A thought transfixed me: for the first time in my life I saw the truth as it is set into song by so many poets, proclaimed as the final wisdom by so many thinkers. The truth-that love is the ultimate and the highest goal to which a man can aspire.


―Victor Frankl, Man's Search for Ultimate Meaning

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The Diner

Edward Hopper: Nighthawks (1942)

The diner was a place of refuge, absolutely, but there was no visible entrance, no way to get in or out. There was a cartoonish, ochre-coloured door at the back of the painting, leading perhaps into a grimy kitchen. But from the street, the room was sealed: an urban aquarium, a glass cell.


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Twenty Years Later, Everything Is The Truman Show

“When I sit in a car or in a van or a room, and I see 90 percent of the people with their faces glowing and their eyes in the palm of their hand, I go, ‘This is Orwellian.’ Their consciousness has been reduced to what other people think, period,” the actor said. “I do enough of it myself. I’m not innocent of it, but I’m cognizant . . . I see what’s happened to the world because of this easy access, social media, and the contraptions we drag along with us like a ball and chain, this new appendage we’ve been saddled with. And I think of Steve Jobs in hell being pursued relentlessly, for eternity, by demons who want a selfie.”

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Elergy for Dunkirk

"Atonement" - Dunkirk Scene, Five minute single take tracking shot. Men sing in unison in the face of certain death. Hauntingly beautiful. Full excerpt found in blog post. From the movie, they sing:

  • Drop Thy still dews of quietness, Till all our strivings cease;

  • Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess

  • The beauty of Thy peace, The beauty of Thy peace

  • Breathe through the heats of our desire, Thy coolness and Thy balm;

  • Let sense be dumb, let flesh retire; Speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire, O still, small voice of calm! O still, small voice of calm!

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Matthew Albertell
“On Living in an Atomic Age” 1948.

“This is the first point to be made: and the first action to be taken is to pull ourselves together. If we are all going to be destroyed by an atomic bomb, let that bomb when it comes find us doing sensible and human things—praying, working, teaching, reading, listening to music, bathing the children, playing tennis, chatting to our friends over a pint and a game of darts—not huddled together like frightened sheep and thinking about bombs. They may break our bodies (a microbe can do that) but they need not dominate our minds."

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