Religious Fundamentalism: A Man Sits at a Table

Opinions expressed here are my own, not those of the church I serve or any other person. 

  A man sits on a chair at one end of a table in a room near a single bare light. He holds a paring knife in his hand.

   An apple sits on the surface of the table in front of him. He is not hungry, or tired or imaginative. He looks at the apple from time to time but makes no move to grasp it.

   After what might be a long while, or might be only an instant, he begins to consider the apple more closely. 

   The apple is not perfect. One side of the apple seems to rise higher than the other. The symmetry is spoiled. The apple looks right to him but he cannot say why, since it is obviously less than the perfect apple. He considers his willingness to accept the apple on the surface of the table even though it is only pleasingly, not perfectly proportioned.

   A man sits at a table. He has definite feelings about beauty. For him, beauty is at the center of the core, and out from there. He wants to see the core of the apple but he does not know why he wants to see the core, and so he sits, quietly, as ever, as never, and holds the paring knife in his hand.

   The apple sits on the surface of the table. Does the apple know a man is waiting? Does the apple wait as well?

2 thoughts on “Religious Fundamentalism: A Man Sits at a Table”

  1. Might the fellow also be thinking that some apples have been known to contain worms, and he doesn’t have the stomach to try and cut the good fruit from the spoiled? After all, who is to judge what is and is not good? (this imagery can take you in a hundred directions!)

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