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Philosophy of Ascension

(A lone voice whispers)



In this life
What you choose to let others feel

By practicing these three key major principles linked to love

Care
Understanding and
gratitude

Can be the difference between appearing fake with a pious platitude

Or being real

Don't let indifference steal what could help you
Or someone else heal

(C)
Copyright John Duffy 

Foundation.

“Let all that you do be done in love.” — 1 Corinthians 16:14

A spectacular quote if one praises the lid off 

Love doesn't always relate to romance, but can reflect similar attributes.

Such as care, understanding, and gratitude.

1. Care.
Sometimes, doing something for someone or an institution because we choose to.

And
2. Understand 
By doing so: we are possibly helping them and more so,

We can embrace 

3. Gratitude
Because we like the sensations we receive silently, by sharing our light. Through inward acknowledgment.

Wouldn't a mindset like that help one to ascend?

(A "pious platitude" refers to insincere or empty talk about religion or morals, often used to appear virtuous or moral without genuine conviction. Source. Google)

Walk As Children of Light -Ye Were Darkness

I
Walk
We learn with many a fall
Walk
With Jesus, ye heard the call
Amos said (3:3) "Can TWO
WALK
TOGETHER
Unless they be agreed?"

II
When biblical pastors urge fellow-saints
To grow in their Christian Walk
That is essential, as Paul taught the Ephesians
Otherwise we have empty talk

III
Two scriptures & John 3 :16 are a great START -

I share, humbly, if u wish to enjoy power & peace
1. Read Ephesians chapter 2 for our inheritance
5. Read Ephesians chapter 5 for changes we make ("be drunk with the Spirit of God, not wine," 5:18 & mens' LOVE walk (verses 32-33)

These scriptures will unleash the Promised Power & Peace.
THE DETAILS ARE IN CHAPTERS 1 & 2, and Ephesians 5:8 gives me the Title, above:" For ye were sometimes darkness, but now ye are light in the LORD: walk as children of light." (2016: KJV, Thomas Nelson)

Let's Just Be Together --- a Song Lyric

The world has fashioned ways
to put you under me...
I want you to know
that's not the world I see.

I see you as you are
as all that you can be
within a bond
in which both of us fly free.

Let's just be together
in a way that works for both...
birds of a feather
flying where we each need to go.

Anyone who said that life is easy
had his head stacked full of rocks
and the cranium he wandered in
was full of empty talk.

In this real world we inhabit
I can't contain your love...
any more than I could a serpent...
or a flying dove...

so I don't even try.
I love you as you are
like I do a flying bird...
as I do a star...

I see you as you are
as all that you can be
within a bond
in which both of us fly free.

Let's just be together
in a way that works for both...
birds of a feather
flying where we each need to go.

This Is the Testimony of Us

Without the preamble of you
Or the story of we
This is the reality after the show
The stage after the cast calls
The lines within the gory scenes 
The truth after defenses
This is it
This is it?
This vast place of insufficiency
This palace built on inconsistency 
Empty talk and woozy promises
Desperate lies and hungry wishes 
This pain in the truth 
The truth that I too let this charade stand 
I said march on to the band 
So brethren this is it. 
Join me to loathe it

It's Only Human

When you can't protect your own.
If you fear walking on your streets,
the only streets they let you walk
and you're sick of empty talk -
your view changes of what's fair.
It's only human.

When no other way seems left to take
because you took all those ways before.
Enough is enough, that one can't ignore.
If some are more equal than others,
let them feel the same that you endure.
It's only human.

When children die, all hope is crushed
trapped in that world, no breath to breathe -
admonished if you take a knee.
When you sense your own soul dying,
you'll want to strike back somehow.
It's only human.

In another's shoes see what's real
for hundreds of years - trying, failing,
tried the proper ways to no avail -
frustrated for forever flailing.
That's when anger turns to wailing.
It's only human.

- I Promise You Nothing -

Don't understand how anyone dares to promise anything
Promises that are difficult to keep
.. gold and green forests -
.. happiness and wealth -
... eternal friendship and love
.. never promise more than you can keep

Some promises will be kept, others not
But, there are unwritten rules
I have experienced how it feels
Empty talk, which I believed on
... simply, stabbed in the back
It's all about sensibility
- remember that a promise is a commitment







05.06.2020
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Lamentation

Absent minds are proved by empty talk
We are sorry but it doesn’t help us
Empty hearts seem to be among folks
We can cry but it doesn’t save us

Madame Caillaux, Part 3 of 7

(The writer Bourget is discussing the murder of
his friend, Gaston Calmette.  Sixte is the hero of
one of Bourget's novels.  Proust, another novelist,
lived in the street where the murder occurred.
Sorel was a pre-Fascist philosopher.)


3. Paul Bourget

I wonder why she'd do it? It's unclear,
at least to me, why Calmette had to die.
Unless we penetrate the sleek veneer,
we'll never know the who, the how, the why.

Like Sixte, assailed by Greslou's angry mother,
poor Calmette had to square the circle, and
make heat and ice accord with one another.
One might as well try growing rice on sand.

Perhaps the novelist may be of use.
The fellow Proust lives near, at one-three-three.
He'll know how human nature's an abstruse,
illogical, symbolic pot-pourri.

Or Sorel is the moral. We're not free.
For all our empty talk of Liberty,
our lives are ruled by (could we only see!)
the crude determinist machinery

that novels have. For such lèse-majesté
he got his just come-uppance. Ça suffit.

Silk Worm

Those river banks were known to me
But, so full of youthful joy was I
That I longed for love and in the gloom
Your exotic beauty caught my eye

Dazzled by your salesman's pitch
Your merry jive and empty talk
I followed you, and how you led
Elan and aplomb in your dashing walk

The days were filled with pleasant trade
We brought lively banter to a weary road
A perfect team, all were agreed
Business was good, laughter flowed

Our future seemed to gleam ahead
As soft silk sheens with expensive hue
We were lost together, but I was found
You knew I'd fallen in love with you

Then a sudden chill came through your eyes
And you left me here in greying strife
Far from home, with no-one to love
Never to be a silk lad's wife

Pungent

Weary this world where dirt flings stain.
Dreary the swirl in crude terrain.


Pain seeps through stuff to corrode zest,
Troubles make rough to cancel fest.


Strange is the way of tempest found,
Fear speaks to say with empty sounds.


Hope floods to purge the lonely dark,
Love funds the urge to light a spark.


Easy finds fit with modest grain,
Feel cheery wit edge out odd pain.


Pungent the taste of lousy feel,
Forfeit the haste and live goodwill.


And in these times of empty talk,
Listen for rhymes that joy feeds walk.


End abrupt here with smiles that warm,
Depend on cheer to flesh true form.




Leon Enriquez
29 February 2016
Singapore

Message

Political debate
Sense and nonsense;
Emotional postures

~~~~~~~~~


Strange faces
Prowling vampires;
Blood bank rapture

~~~~~~~~~


Another field day
Fiery speeches;
Free-for-all postures

~~~~~~~~~


Scramble around
Hustle and bustle;
"Vote for me!"

~~~~~~~~~


Easy promises
Entertaining smudges;
Crazy claims galore

~~~~~~~~~


Witness here
Good, bad, and ugly;
Vote with eyes open

~~~~~~~~~


Empty talk hurls
Acidic vitality;
Bizarre entertainment!

~~~~~~~~~


Floodgates open
Hungry ghost festival;
Be ever mindful

~~~~~~~~~


Be still my heart
Let the truth dawn;
Follow your heart

~~~~~~~~~


Here we go again
Lots of campaigns;
Lacking substance

~~~~~~~~~


Seeing is believing
Hearing is deceiving;
Too much noise

~~~~~~~~~




Leon Enriquez
05 September 2015
Singapore

Circumlocution

CIRCUMLOCUTION


Today’s problems seem insoluble,
For empty talk is often voluble.


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NOTE:   These two  simple sentences, recently overheard in the following way.

I stand to be corrected, but in the world as we know it,   
in the present day and age  in which we live, the problems    
seem insoluble, for want of a better phrase.


No doubt there are those who would contradict me when   
I say that perhaps the main problem could be stated bluntly      
but succinctly as - many people saying little but being loudly talkative.

Two Loves

I
Hours and hours of empty talk
filled with the lull of piano, pianissimo.
I felt your passionate words through each
round hole on the cordless telephone,
I drank your syllables, sweet like cranberry juice,
feverish syrup melting my ears.
Our minds met, conversed, convulsed, condemned
us to loving (or something close to it),
and my brain still wrinkles with
what I have yet to say.

II
One kiss in the emptiness,
a full room of sleeping figures,
and we connected through lips and fingers,
beneath blankets that belonged to neither.
And then, you and I became 
a wispy, fragile, ambivalent “we,”
until we both found new beds 
and lost summer’s paradise.

Procrastinator

I think I'll do the wash today so much
Has piled up since. But then the shopping must
Be done, of this I am convinced. How such
Predicaments evolved? I guess I'm just
A lazy cuss who'd rather stay in bed.
Although the chores are pending still, I swear
By all that's holy, never let it said:
I yield my soul to folly. So I declare
Today, I must accomplish first, the wash
That was neglected worse than anything
I started. Now you're thinking, all is bosh
It’s all a bunch of crap, accomplishing
But empty talk, indeed, my friend it‘s so!
My work has been deferred till tomorrow.

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