The Devil Advocate

This poem is not about what is written, but what is not written. Never is this subject about which I relate ever touched upon. “The dual persona of the human being." Yet it is a real struggle each of us deal with every day, am I the true and good vessel as love intended or the devil’s advocate! The human species will never reach full potential until it makes a decision to be the concern that humanity was created to be, for love is the right player of life. The mind has no real power of itself. What then is the advantage in choosing to be temporary, illusionary persona! Which personality are we viewing when we look at the face or group of a person. Is it the mind’s scheme for control of the character that was created to be in the image of love! Is it the correct identity of man’s reflection, which was created to be love in action! Most likely, at least part of the time, the image is that illusionary figure of the derivative mind, and it is trick for control. The human mind can be an hatred of life’s purpose, by the impression it creates by it own imagination. We can be the love perception of life itself, in the power thereof, pending the human choice. That choice is the critical decision that each of us must do every day, regarding every situation in life that we face. Humanity is created in Love's face, not devil’s advocate! The image that Constance has provided for this competition has sparked an innovation within me to write about this all important issue. As lovely as the young lady is in the model that has been provided, she could be only an illusionary front of her mind…as fruitless as the tree behind her appears to be. Two trees were presented to the human being by precept life, in the time that they were created. One was the tree of life, so called for it was to be love in action as life. The other was a tree of death. So called, for it was the negative possibility of human mind in it’s capability of serpent imagination. The human derivative reason was only meant to be the servant of life, not the human being’s soul. The mind, for fear of losing control, will hinder your true identity from astounding feats made possible by your love’s power. Think about it for it is the fact. This fact, most of humanity recognizes as God. For and in Honor of Constance La France And Contest: "The Unwritten" Written by John Moses Freeman 7/1/2011