rumitoid wrote:
T***h speaks most clearly in the silence of self, and anything else is the gibberish of vanity.
The only acid test for T***h is love in action, the rest is vanity.
It is popular and hailed as enlightened to say, "Create your own reality, meaning, and purpose: be wh**ever you want to be." This may be true but I see it differently. Who we are, as we are in essence, is far, far greater thatn anything we could ever make of ourselves of even dream to be. Why? Imago dei.
For me, there is far more t***h in one loving touch than in all the holy books ever written.
Reality is purely of the moment, making t***h too swift to be caught and yet ever still. We do not hold and express t***h; we are expressions of t***h, the relational wave breaking this instant; it has a total ambiance that is just beyond words, just beyond reason, and just beyond belief.
T***h is always brand spanking new, if it were not, we could not change and improve, there would be no maturing. So it is that each fresh nuance of t***h bears a different species of understanding.
Change and improvement are always a mystery.
T***h cannot be Dorothy''s ruby slippers or the Holy Grail or the Golden Fleece without the adventure.
Certainty is the weakest defense of t***h, for it make it an object and not a living process. Wonder and curiosity make a far better defense, for they are welcoming to t***h in all its many disguises and allow it to explain itself.
Error always holds a precious secret of t***h, so religion needs to be envious of our imperfection, for only there will the whole nature of T***h become clear. We do not plan for humiliations, failures, and losses, yet these can be the awful mercies of t***h, revealing far more about what is for our ultimate well-being than living a perfect and just life. T***h is alchemy, perpetually turning lead into gold and the reverse.
T***h is what expresses the exact nature of our existence. As God is love and we are made in his image, love is the essence of who we are. Ergo, Love is the language of T***h. As such, every era, place, and heart has the same interpretation of T***h, if it remains true to character. If you do not Love, you can not help but misinterpret the nature of your existence. Besides that, if you do not love..."you have nothing,,,you are nothing".
T***h speaks most clearly in the silence of self, ... (
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Hell! Rumi: I don't love anyone and I am t***hful, honest and trustworthy. I know what t***h is as I see it. T***h is to me what it may not be to anyone else. A person who is in a delusional state see his delusions as t***h but, to everyone else his t***h is delusional. What you have posted is a bunch of mumbo jumbo. I h**e to tell ya. I have studied a lot of philosophy and philosophers ramble on and on with mombo jumbo until the conclude what a concept, word, ect is. Sometimes a few words will adequately explain something.