My Renditional Assessment of Religion

[Igor Loving]

Here is a story from the Huisache.
It is quite interesting in its telling.
>From the Crossing


"What does Caborca know of Huisiachepic, Huisiachepic of Corborca? They are
different worlds, you must agree. Yet even so there is but one world and
everything that is imaginable is necessary to it. For this world also which
seems to us a thing of stone and flower and blood is not a thing at all but
is a tale. And all in it is a tale and each tale the sum of all the lesser
tales and yet these also are the selfsame tale and contain as weill all else
within them, So everything is necessary. Every least thing. This is the hard
lesson. Nothing can be dispensed with. Nothing despised. because the seams
are hid from us, you see. The joinery. The way in which the world is made.
We have no way to tell  what might be taken away. What omitted. We have no
way to tell what might stand and what might fall. And those seams that are
hid from us are of course the tale itself and the tale has no abode or place
of being except in the telling only there it lives and makes its home and
therefore we can never be done with the telling. Of the telling there is no
end. And wether in Caborca or in Huisiachepic or in whatever other place by
whateve other name or by no name at all I say again all tales ar one.
Rightly heard all tales are one."

" The events of the world can have no separate life from the world. And yet
the world itself can have no temporal view of things. it can have no cause
to favor certain enterprises over others. The passing of armies and the
passing of desert sands are one. There is no favoring. How could there be?
At whose behest? This man did not cease to believe in God. He did not come
to have a modern view of God. There  was God and there was the world. The
world would forget man but that God could not. And yet that was the very
thing man wished for."