"Faith goes out through the window
when beauty comes in through the door."
So said George Edward Moore, an English philospher "well known for his advocacy of common sense concepts, his contributions to ethics, epistemology, and metaphysics, and his exceptional personality and moral character."
The photos were taken a few days ago at the Bureau of Corrections in southern Muntinlupa. I love the lattice work on the windows. They exude both a masculine and feminine feel. The portal to the building on the other hand is like that of a church: huge, solid, of old, and welcoming. As you step into the building the air of authority is felt. Many a convicted felon has passed through this door to his place of confinement, tucked away at some cell, his personal freedoms curtailed.
The inner sanctum which i have not had the opportunity of seeing leaves me wondering about our own brand of imprisonment.
We may not be physically in such a facility paying for some misdeed or crime, but with our own negative and growth stunting mindsets and behaviors we can just as well be locked in. Addiction, envy, jealousy, hatred, cynicism, guilt, fear, insecurity, unforgiving. The list is long.
Only when we allow faith to flourish and open ourselves up to new ways of perceiving shall we, with courage, let our shackled selves go.
