Ah, Plato, the cool breeze of frustration, passing over the intellect and leaving disturbed thoughts in his wake. Thank God for good authors like him.

This weekend has been Platonic. On Friday night Dr. Al Geier, professor at the University of Rochester, came to speak at Biola. He gave a speech on the winged nature of souls. Both Plato, in the Phaedrus, and Dante, in The Divine Comedy, speak of winged souls. Souls that mount up on wings, among the intelligible world.

It's difficult, after reading a book like Phaedrus, to write my own opinions on this blog. It is a dangerous thing to state this or that, because what does anyone learn from reading? If I tell you something, will you believe it? What will you do with the words that I write? What should you do with the words that I write?

I think that by reading this book and having a discussion about it and the Divine Comedy with some other students, Dr. Geier, and Dr. Reynolds, I've come to more of an understanding of the importance of the Torrey system of learning. It was a good reminder of things we hear Freshmen year, and then forget.

I had a good discussion with a good person Saturday. It illustrated the experience that Plato talks about in the Phaedrus. Really neat. I can't describe it. It's the sort of thing that poets try to describe. So I'll leave it to them.