Assortment of Words
- Absolute truth does not require absolute controls, however relative truth does.
- If all are upholding their duties then all will receive their rights.
- The reason why we perceive an act of randomness as a randomness is because of our inability to understand the working of the factors behind the act, understanding them then we will perceive an act of randomness as a non-randomness and therefore logical by nature.
- Our ability to corrupt even the most purest of creations is indeed our real original sin.
- Sometime the only thing that separate heaven and hell is a thin fabric we call forgiveness.
- Believing that we have a lot of time is indeed time’s most insidious trickery.
- It is ironic that the largest unruly flock is the one that consists entirely of shepherds.
- The day mankind realizes that there is no God out-there will mark the beginning of hell on earth.
- Once, most people believed that they could get redemption only through a sacrament of penance, a few of them even went further by performing acts of self immolation. Nowadays, most people believe that redemption is achievable simply through an act of apology, for a few of them redemption is even considered as unnecessary, after all they are just being themselves, following their natural urges, being freed from the bondage of fabricated morality.
- To forget is God’s greatest gift for life — a luxury that unfortunately escapes man.
- Love is a bitter pill wrapped under layers of sweetness, yet despite this knowledge we crave it always; love is indeed man’s ultimate opium.
- Human frailty does not lie with the ability to know which is right and which is wrong, it lies with the ability to choose the right one.
- Nature only needs black and white, humanity however either because of egoism or altruism cannot be without myriads of shades of gray.
- You couldn’t control how it started; its end had been decided. The only thing that is left for you to fill is the journey. How you fill that journey defines the meaning of your life.
- It is our understanding of death that makes us really alive.
- Humility is a tricky business because sometime behind it lurks an obnoxiously prideful heart.
- In the near future, to live will be a privilege solely enjoyed by human.
- You can easily teach wisdom to man, yet it is almost impossible to teach man not to ignore it.
- In a world where everything is limited, the only thing that is unlimited is egoism.
God’s Eternal Dilemma
Unleashed
Masters of the world, narcissistic by nature
In an eternal bondage, shall Mother and Her children be
The vitiation of Father’s dream, completed
Leashed
Sheep in body and wolves in soul, capricious by nature
Annihilation for all, deemed inferior both by right or by conviction
The adulteration of Father’s belief, completed
Unleashed or Leashed
For the victims – one death, presented in two fashions
For the victors – a tyranny, masqueraded in two manners
For Father – an affliction, delivered in myriads of ways
My Miracle
In this unfathomable ocean of humanity – you find me
Amidst the unrelenting torrent of time – I find you
In the sea of infinite apathy, miraculously we find each other
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Now I know my love, there is a God after all
A Few Things to Remember in Life
Regarding the ways of the mind, exercise them sagaciously, yet not guilefully
Regarding the affairs of the heart, manage them uncallously, yet not credulously
Regarding the moral compass in life, uphold it righteously, yet not sanctimoniously
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Regarding the duties at hand, perform them assiduously, yet not obsequiously
Regarding the fruits of your labors, relish them sufficiently, not superfluously
Regarding life, cherish it appropriately, not exceedingly
The Sanctimonious, The Beleaguered, The Idealistic, and The Pragmatic
Bow before us, you worthless heathens
Glorify us — the followers of the beloved of God
We, the epitomes of purity and superiority
Knell before us — Masters of the world, the prima-donnas of Heaven
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Flocks of butchers, you are
Taking glory through the murders of the placid and the defenseless
You, the epitomes of perversion and cruelty
Introspect and contrite, Oh Lords of the flat earth, the snobs of Hades
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Eternally squabbling, the children of Mine
A stain in My otherwise unblemished greatness
They, the epitomes of vainglory and pretentiousness
Be gentle and be humble, Oh Rulers of the temporal world, the peacocks of the middle realm
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Quarrels and ruckuses of theirs, the sources of My maladies
Perpetual commotions in the world of insects
Vexatious beings and their Father, laid upon My table
The appetizer, the main course, and the dessert
The Treachery of the Sickle
The sickle’s conspiracy ripened; fates of the chosen ones, sealed
The glimmering candlelight, glimmers no more
A hail of bullets and heartless cold steels, executioners chosen
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Volga’s farewell, Diana’s welcome, uttered
The family, the friends, and the companion
Eternally at peace in Father’s house
The Unspoken Elegy
Young lives, vivacious and beautiful
Savagely ripped from life, one very early morning on the 17th
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A pair of soul-mates, affectionate and enchanting
Ruthlessly torn from life, one very early morning in July
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An entourage of friends and a companion, devoted and courageous
Cruelly rent from life, one very early morning in 1918
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The family, the friends, and the companion
Welcomed into Father’s house, eternally at peace
Babylon
Unholy towers, ostentatious and vain, engulfing incessantly God’s green earth
Steel locusts, malodorous and sonorous, marching relentlessly along the black rivers
Tawdry illusions of grandeur, the ambrosia for the feeble-minded
Flocks of shepherds, intoxicated by the green nymph’s promise of nectar, flocking unrelentingly to Babylon which they call paradise
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For those, in the servitude of Babylon, she is a cruel and an indifferent mistress
For those, in the harem of Babylon, she is a paramour whom they cannot be without
The Patricides
The sons of God — philosophical, anointed, adopted
Divinely inspired by the Holy Breath of God, a few and ephemerally
Worldly inspired by mortal desires, most and lastingly
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Anguished by the reality unfolded, Heaven is
I told you so, says the Prince of Hell, sneering in Cocytus
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Power and humanity
A harlot and her clients — Tempus’s observance
Scrooge’s Stances
The journey to the past
A reminder of memories long forgotten
A justification for his present callousness
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The journey to the present
A revealer of realities unseen
A contradiction for his present stance
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The journey to the future
A herald of perdition yet to come
A remedy for his present indifference
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Past, present, future — journeys of a man
Lived, dying, live — journeys of one Ebenezer Scrooge
