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when i pray for conscience and faith, it seems that my intellectual faculties experience a period of dullness. as though i can no longer draw from my fountain of education a morsel of thought that i can deem as philosophical or scientific. my love for God extrapolates and my faith is continually replenished with ardor. but, what tragedy! how can i make progress if my mind is experiencing a dementia? i can call myself a Romantic, for i do appeal to the sublime and nature - as well as irrational emotions. awe and terror. i find little importance in linear thinking, rationalization, empircism. as though these elements can be explored by one with no creativity. a simpleton. an automaton. and isn't it true? what Einsten said about creativity - that it is more important than knowledge? i think so. for observations can be made any day, for most, if not all, knowledge about the natural world maintains a continuum. and that flights of emotions only exist for a moment in time.