My residence has never seen any demolition.
Nor had I to shelter under a place of obstruction.
It's my extirpated inner self that I'm fleeing from.
And seeking a refuge where faith is unshakably firm
Natural calamities have little to do with me.
But, human-induced disasters, herein I am not free.
I bear nature’s conditions and extreme temperatures.
But, unable to adjust to the moral trespassers.
I feel someone is offering spiritual shelter.
Till I find such a divine one, my heart is in swelter.
Black storm clouds that gather over the terrain of my mind
Should be delinked and all affinities should be aligned.
Though escape from realities, once in a while, might sooth
Could one evade kith and kin and avoid day-to-day truth?
Endorsing and enhancing humanitarianism
Could, here on earth, helm one towards libertarianism?
Yet, the ultimate shelter for all living entities
The Supreme Soul, who surpasses earthly identities
Unto Him is the tireless striving of my shield about
In his shelter, I'll rest free from every heart-hounding doubt.
Categories:
libertarianism, god, humanity, life, world,
Form: Rhyme
Quantum mechanics proves that we can be put back to,
Particles, atoms, matter and gas by physical reactions,
But such indeterminism was fought by C S Lewis boldly,
Who used capitals mid-sentence for personifications.
He wanted to personify morality and the virtues,
So said Right and Justice to detach the judge,
From the justice, from the boyfriend or the neighbour,
So that from Hawking we would in some way budge.
But libertarianism contravenes philosophical necessarianism,
By forwarding that we all have alternative possible actions.
Says we’re not predetermined by prior events and engagements,
Through a divine agent that coalesces and notions,
That truth is out there is a fact, out with our command,
But truth is real, essentially original, humanly discovered;
A god cannot call it or claim its curvature or inception,
Because an agent would make our interpretation blurred.
Truth is not solely objective, bestowed supernaturally,
But is a human relativity which we believe, tell or embody;
We all have our own being which can reap desolation,
Or liberation, if we choose to personify it for somebody.
Categories:
libertarianism, future, god, people, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme