Category Archives: Muses

Men without Chests


“We make men without chests and expect from them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honor and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the gelgings be fruitful”.

C.S. Lewis
The Abolition of Man

Civilization fall and rise depending on the health and integrity of the nuclear family. Today we have delegated the education of our children to the education specialists and them in turn give us men without chests.


Black Rebels Motorcycle Club


In the 1953 movie The Wild Ones Marlon Brandon plays the leader of a group of riders out for trouble in California. The movie is a landmark of 1950’s genre of youth disaffection and rebellion. In an iconic scene the main character Johnny Strabler is asked:

What are you rebelling against?

To which Johnny replied:

What’ve you got?

Generations later three friends from California picked up that spirit and channeled it into one of my favorite rock bands of all time: Black Rebel Motorcycle Club.

Taste in music can be very subjective, but there is something about them that has captivated me since the first time I listened to them. Their sound is quintessential Rock & Roll with its roots firmly planted in the American landscape of open roads, rugged individualism, sin and redemption.

“Fault Line” by BRMC

I’ve been waiting on the fault line
Living evil take me on
I’ll be standing with my dying bed
If you care to come along

Racing with the rising tide
To my father’s door

I been lying in the bright light
See my shadow from below
Never wanted from another man
Never wanted for my own

Drowning in the rising tide
At my father’s door

Through a window to the last mile
My living picture on a wall
From the banks of the far side
I see the lights come ashore

Racing from the rising tide
To my father’s door
Racing from the rising tide
To my father’s door
Racing with the rising tide
To my father’s door

They remind me of good old country music. In that their songs often captures the struggle between the desire of the soul and the pull of the world. The great masters of Country music like Roy Acuff, Hank William and Johnny Cash did this brilliantly. They walked the fine line between human frailty and redemption. They acknowledge human weakness, but never glorify it, instead they tried to redeem it. It is the struggle between the good and the bad of human existence that fueled all those great songs.  BRMC follows in that tradtion in their own post modern oblique way…

Ben Breedlove

From time to time God raises people whom life points straight back at His love. A while back I found one of those who outlook on life even on the face of death gave witness to that hope in Christ that is in all of us…

I don’t know Ben or his family; just like 8 million other people I watched his video on YouTube and I was inspired. He suffered from Hypertrophic cardiomyopathy a debilitating heart condition that can be life threatening. In his video he talks about his heart condition and how he cheated death a few times. What really impressed me were the hope, peace and tranquility that he conveyed his message. That life is beautiful, that death is not the end. Although he passed away he left behind his example of hope and courage.

I wrote these verses shortly after I watched his video.

Ben Breedlove

A wall-less room
bright as the Sun.

Timeless innocence
waiting on my smile.

A reflection approaches
gentle and loving.

Peaceful solitude
reflecting on my life,

all my falls
lessons learned.

Familiar memories,

aloof and youthful
as they are nervous and painful.

After a long race…
open arms are waiting

in a bright room
peaceful and innocent.



I also believe in angels and God.

God Bless!