Bourne
04-10-2015, 08:31 PM
Leaves fall fresh on a cold morn's snow. The dove trumpets a song for the fallen future. Hark! The angel's voice is muted to all but those with hearts from the past.
How satisfied should a human be? To answer this question, one must only understand the concept of relativity, at base; in depth, the concept of internalized outward competition. I have more earthly possessions and opportunities than a famished, seventh circled-son seed in Africa. This is beyond refute, beyond redaction wrought by the most cowardly of whims. However, should I be satisfied regardless of my soul's trajecty, and this African child in mortal dismay simply because of afforded wealths and opportunity? Nay. For we each wage a war of love and anguish upon our own expectations, realities, and chasms, and within this war do we find personal satisfaction.
To all those enriched by this sermon of The Saint, I thank you. I thank you for your cosmic origin of which you had no part as much as I thank you for your mind's eye's identification of my sermon's truth. I heed your call evermore.
How satisfied should a human be? To answer this question, one must only understand the concept of relativity, at base; in depth, the concept of internalized outward competition. I have more earthly possessions and opportunities than a famished, seventh circled-son seed in Africa. This is beyond refute, beyond redaction wrought by the most cowardly of whims. However, should I be satisfied regardless of my soul's trajecty, and this African child in mortal dismay simply because of afforded wealths and opportunity? Nay. For we each wage a war of love and anguish upon our own expectations, realities, and chasms, and within this war do we find personal satisfaction.
To all those enriched by this sermon of The Saint, I thank you. I thank you for your cosmic origin of which you had no part as much as I thank you for your mind's eye's identification of my sermon's truth. I heed your call evermore.