I know

Yes, I know I stated I had finished posting on this blog. Ah well. A report this week in The Times informs us that three candidates are going forward for consideration as the next Archbishop of Canterbury. One assumes each candidate has consented to being considered and is prepared to accept the poisoned chalice should it be offered.  The Crown Nominations Commitee has to select a candidate by a two thirds majority which may not be achievable if the experience of the vacant sees of Ely and Carlisle is anything to go by.  The cause of the deadlock is disputation between conservative evangelicals/traditionalists and liberals/progressives.  The Canterbury position is further complicated by the introduction of five members from outside the Church of England but within the Anglican Communion.  

My main reason for writing  has nothing to do with the above.  Reading through my posts I am struck by the realisation that my opinions place me squarely in the philosophical realm of existentialist nihilism with pepperings of absurdism.  I won't bore you with the distinctions between absurdism, existentialism and nihilism.  The internet is awash with information.  I have read the book of Ecclesiastes with renewed vigour and enthusiasm.  An antidote to pious humbug, doctrines and creeds.