I am officially going to French Canada.
I think the universe and I just had a holy moment. And it had layers. There was me in the holy moment, then of course, I was thinking of the fact that I was in the holy moment which added to the effect of the holy moment, and then I was thinking about myself thinking about the holy moment while I was transcribing the feeling of the holy moment into words for you, my reader. It was holy, and theoretically holy is good. Or, this is good, and I describe it as holy because holy has a positive connotation and because I saw this type of moment described as holy in a film -- an excellent film, but a film nonetheless.
[I have just looked up the official meaning of the word holy on dictionary.com (for my own purposes) and I thought that you (and by "you", I mean "I") might be interested to see that holy means all of these things:
1. Belonging to, derived from, or associated with a divine power; sacred.
2. Regarded with or worthy of worship or veneration; revered: a holy book.
3. Living according to a strict or highly moral religious or spiritual system; saintly: a holy person.
4. Specified or set apart for a religious purpose: a holy place.
5. Solemnly undertaken; sacrosanct: a holy pledge.
7. Regarded as deserving special respect or reverence: The pursuit of peace is our holiest quest.
8. Informal. Used as an intensive: raised holy hell over the mischief their children did.
I suppose that when I said my moment was holy I meant that it was a combination of definitions 1, 7 and 8. For, I think that I meant that it was sacred, and possibly divine (and when I say divine, I'm using the dictionary.com definition 3a:
Supremely good or beautiful; magnificent) and it was also a moment that deserved a good deal of respect and reverence, because it was beautiful, and beauty is the only thing that matters. It was also part number eight though, because I think 8 is a little bit sarcastic, and all of my moments (even in which I am most sincere) are a little bit sarcastic, and it was intense, which I suppose is what made it "holy."]
My holy moment was glorious -- or "divine" with its layers and its satirical nature and the sheer absurdity of its existence. I cried. It was awesome.
Maybe I'm just delirious.
[I have just looked up the official meaning of the word holy on dictionary.com (for my own purposes) and I thought that you (and by "you", I mean "I") might be interested to see that holy means all of these things:
1. Belonging to, derived from, or associated with a divine power; sacred.
2. Regarded with or worthy of worship or veneration; revered: a holy book.
3. Living according to a strict or highly moral religious or spiritual system; saintly: a holy person.
4. Specified or set apart for a religious purpose: a holy place.
5. Solemnly undertaken; sacrosanct: a holy pledge.
7. Regarded as deserving special respect or reverence: The pursuit of peace is our holiest quest.
8. Informal. Used as an intensive: raised holy hell over the mischief their children did.
I suppose that when I said my moment was holy I meant that it was a combination of definitions 1, 7 and 8. For, I think that I meant that it was sacred, and possibly divine (and when I say divine, I'm using the dictionary.com definition 3a:
Supremely good or beautiful; magnificent) and it was also a moment that deserved a good deal of respect and reverence, because it was beautiful, and beauty is the only thing that matters. It was also part number eight though, because I think 8 is a little bit sarcastic, and all of my moments (even in which I am most sincere) are a little bit sarcastic, and it was intense, which I suppose is what made it "holy."]
My holy moment was glorious -- or "divine" with its layers and its satirical nature and the sheer absurdity of its existence. I cried. It was awesome.
Maybe I'm just delirious.