Burning Diamonds

These are some notes from a song idea I had a few months ago. It was the idea of Burning Diamonds.

"A cage of burning diamond, holding in the tortured soul.

Breaking it into a million pieces of stolen thoughts.

A life of twisted granite, crumbling at the touch of something whole.

Breaking into a million memories of shattered thoughts.

Can even this describe Hell? No.

Can anyone describe the memory of an emotion in your worst nightmare? Never.

So why do I keep trying?

Do I need to know what Death holds in store?

Why would one focus on eternal pain of death when they still have time left to grasp, however feebly, the memory of partial life?

I think burning diamonds would be the most incredible sight... and the most painful thing to try to grasp.

'Diamonds are much like people. Pressed and scorched into something beautiful. We are nothing until something powerful makes us something. Burning diamonds is the epitome of burning people. We are destroying ourselves. Something that was meant to be beautiful.' -R

In a way... we become diamonds by being forced to get closer to ourselves.

We're pushed inward and forced to look at our sins until we change.

Once we see properly, we've become clear like a diamond to ourselves.

And we modify.

Otherwise we're just lumps of black rock."

"Notes From The Tilt-A-Whirl" Book Review

A beautiful blend of theology and classic humoristic wit, N.D. Wilson’s “Notes From The Tilt-A-Whirl” is an amusing, yet highly accurate journal of thoughts about our world and the amazing God who designed and directed it. The God who not only wrote the screenplay, developed the perfect cast, and directed the feature presentation, but who also spoke it all into being with one word: "Action!"

In this book, N.D. Wilson uses sarcastic humor to show that the world we live in is not the way many have represented it (a world of chaos, chance and tragedy), but that it is, in fact, a novel of purpose driven, everything happens for a reason, delight. He takes ordinary events and pastimes of the average human’s life and turns them into theological tales of an incredible play, with lines and scenes for every living, dying and dead creature.

“Notes From The Tilt-A-Whirl” is filled with memorable metaphors reminiscent of GK Chesterton, but with a modern twist and sarcasm that is all its own. Lines such as, “Death is that black stripe above my head on the measuring board. When I’ve reached it, well, then I can go on the gnarly rides” have made me smile and nod my head with approval. Such a simple statement, yet it is soaked with meaning. N.D. Wilson’s book reminds you that life and death are all characters in this great story. He reminds you that there is a plot, and you are very much a part of it. Life is an epic poem, and N.D. Wilson’s book is a record of a miniscule part of it. His part. But going with the ideas of “Notes From The Tilt-A-Whirl,” even Wilson’s small part and small book of stories is a page in the novel that God has dictated into being.

N.D. Wilson has created a book that I would recommend to anyone interested in Christian theology and even in life itself.