(You know, there is more beauty in the conviction of not forgiving, than in the misconceived largesse of forgiving. You can see that evil becomes more flagrant with its condoning! Are the rampant institutions of civilisation guilty of absolving themselves? Evil always obtained its sustenance and power by manipulating both circumstance and evidence. Humanity always seems to empathise with the unworthy! Who can be blamed with all the propaganda abounding?)
You know, you can be stilled by its laughter.
You can be rendered passive by its foster!
And you can be violent by its predilections
and reservations; and its purported conditionalities
can make you beheld as public enemy! You know you
can’t have windfalls if you have undisguised preludes,
and your enemies strike when the iron is hot, in all their
disgusting profanities! But you know that your restraint
has a message and missive of shaming them!
Your wisdom never abandons you, even if sometimes
you want to abandon it in a sudden vehemence or distaste,
because you find that it can make you constrictedly helpless
and hopeless. Should you also want to be a hippo among the
alligators! I certainly do not wish to sacrifice my child of wisdom
to them! Yes, I know I cannot think I know all, especially when I
am subject to pinpricks of conscience. Wisdom tells you that
you can be wrong even when you feel convicted that you are not!
And it tells you that people are wrong to judge you when you make
what they allege are your errors! Adamance can be an awesome
virtue in the face of overwhelming evil. Not many would agree!
Am I ruled by commonsense or logic after all (Hahahahahahaha!)!
Do I need Sophia to teach me? Suffice is my mother’s ligaments
over my joints! I did not, even in my candid helplessness beseech
destiny! Even when I felt the frailties in my strengths! Let me tell
you all, in the attic, where your soul lies, away from the moribund
relevance of your housed material conveniences; you may have
abandoned all that wisdom! I can tell you no luxuriant closet
can dress you up like those ignored old torn garments! Can you
unravel a treasure chest, when you are conditioned to believe it
is waste? You must know that a seemingly dilettante horse may be
made to wear blinkers, but an untamed wild zebra never does! The arrogant
violence in the latter’s soul is as justified as you may think the
compliance of the horse deserves your generosity of sensibility!
Of course, there is patient and restraint; two very benevolent emotions
used by God; but isn’t his ambivalent fairness manipulated by his enemies
for self-gain? Lest you think you can judge (or misjudge), before
discovering your own degenerate misconceptions?!!!
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