Before my conversion to Roman Catholicism, I was a Sōtō Zen Buddhist for years, fueled by my heavy interest in Japanese culture, cuisine, literature and religion.
I don’t know the artists names, or years of production. I’m very happy that Catholicism is loose with iconography, and find it very wonderful that different cultures depict Jesus as one of them, most notably, Human, a child of God.
I accidentally deleted my FB account in early August due to the disgust of the Paris Olympic opening ceremonies, and the upcoming US election. I viewed my extended “friend group” as unhinged and without moral compass. I really wanted to deactivate the account, but in late August, I became very ill with either covid or the flu, and in that state, I followed my intuition and trashed years of funny and sometimes insightful posts, not to mention a platform for my creative pursuits and celebratory interests. Like a dummy, I did not save any FB specific contacts, so I lost tons of connections on the periphery. This included various filmmakers and musicians, and other interesting characters. Yet the deafening noise of advertising and narcissistic platitudes really did it, as was the time I spent there, for I was becoming unhinged myself from all the dopamine and absolute emptiness.
Three months later, and better sleep, reading more, tons of silent introspection, improved background thoughts, and thinking in general. Way more relaxed and calm, and not so reactionary. It was a great time when it lasted, yet in its aftermath, a warm silence took over. Now I can work on other things.
Dubecian 