The Apocalypse is Now
A film of my recent talk
Some of my readers here have asked if the talk I gave last week, on Christianity in the age of the Machine, was filmed. The answer is yes: here it is, complete with a photo of me looking much younger than I actually am.
Unfortunately the very beginning of the talk didn’t make it onto the film. I began by explaining that I’m a very new Christian, and that everything I said should be heard in that light. I am very happy to stand corrected on any of my amateur theological musings.
I then recited W. B Yeats’ poem The Second Coming - apposite for today, though a hundred years old. You can read it in full below. It was the introduction to what I then talked about: the apocalypse we’re living through, from a Christian perspective.
As it happens, another film has just been released today on the same subject: a conversation I recently recorded with the Canadian symbologist and thinker Jonathan Pageau about control and the Machine age. You can watch that here.
The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?