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| Job 38:11 |
Across all these 8 verses, from 4 to 11, the overall musical contour of each verse is the same whether the subject is foundation, joy, birth, clothing, channeling, or limits. Joy and limit belong to the same sequence. Boundary is not the opposite of freedom. It is its condition.
The play explores the demand of suffering: explanation will not suffice, proportionality is unthinkable, moral calculus does not work. The problem of suffering is contained within this higher order wherein we have been placed before an inescapable encounter?
הְֽ֭מִיָּמֶיךָ has two accents on
the first syllable. In what order should they be applied? Haïk-Vantoura
assumes that the result is g-e, effectively an ornamentation of the first
note. I have interpreted the g as prevailing since the silluq is
ambiguous because it is used in the text under two distinct names and for two distinct functions. This long story is
more thoroughly explained in my introductory paragraphs in the book.
Dawn, a cosmic servant, executing an assigned task, actively grasps the hem of the earth. Note how verses 12 to 14 are joined by the opening note, each verse to the one previous. The garment formed by the separation of light from darkness is metaphorically shaken so that the wicked are tossed as if in a blanket, or to mix metaphors, as the clay is imaged by the seal. So it appears that the moral order is subordinate to the cosmic scale we have just come down. Dawn illuminates the topography and light exposes or is withheld and the exalted arm broken. Visibility already judges.
Dawn, a cosmic servant, executing an assigned task, actively grasps the hem of the earth. Note how verses 12 to 14 are joined by the opening note, each verse to the one previous. The garment formed by the separation of light from darkness is metaphorically shaken so that the wicked are tossed as if in a blanket, or to mix metaphors, as the clay is imaged by the seal. So it appears that the moral order is subordinate to the cosmic scale we have just come down. Dawn illuminates the topography and light exposes or is withheld and the exalted arm broken. Visibility already judges.
Where are we at the foundation of earth, at the joy, or the shouting of the children of God, and at the containment that followed? Who am I that I should
know? Perhaps we are getting there but with great difficulty. We too with Job, will
sigh over dust and ashes. But wisdom delights. Time is definitely strange. There is no passage of time in an electromagnetic field. Waves without mass have no pocket watch. Wisdom speaks in Proverbs 8. Perhaps even we are 'in Wisdom' as we explore the universe.
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