late-night musing

[taennyn]

I have--had? the tenses aren't lining up in a way that entirely makes sense right now--an odd relationship to the idea of faith, religion, stained glass and the word-concept [muse].

This all does tie together, I promise.

I'll start with the easy ones.

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[klgaffney]

This all does tie together, I promise."why wouldn't it? isn't it supposed to?" and cue headscratching, before i realized you had a much wider audience. ;p

[taennyn]

it's that sense of whole soul being put into something

Oh, nicely phrased.

Permeates, resonates--kind of a sense of invisible orchestras and/or mad prickles up and down the spine.

[klgaffney]

Permeates, resonates--kind of a sense of invisible orchestras and/or mad prickles up and down the spine.

yes, THAT. *flail*

also, on the slight tangent of places seen and sense of awe--i want to see the tretyakov museum in moscow, before i die.

[billradish]

The church we saw the Yale Russian Choir in wasn't a cathedral either, fairly...well, no, not a small church. Large for a small church?

Almost wonder if part of it isn't just the age and the lives that went into it, but the faith of the people creating the building. Building a church, instead of building a structure-for-a-church-to-inhabit.

The additional bits of the church Tae and I have mentioned is very empty feeling, very vacant. But it builds off of a fairly small central area that listens and feels like a church, rather than a building made to hold a church.

I might not be making sense.