The whisperings, the insinuating,
in a dark room blessed with a hint of silence, though it keeps speaking, evoking,
advocating, that is the curse of being a human being, though the soul that is
strengthen by his own calling, protects him from all the conniving brought by
the whisperings that constantly tries to weaken him. The battle ensuing, as long
as his heart is firm in believing, it won’t be easy to fool him. Though a fool
himself, a fool too can be granted with profound intelligence and wisdom; One that
sees through from within and through his therein.
Oh you who love, don’t you see
that he does not intent to leave you behind? Open up your mind, why think with
logic when life itself has no logic? In matters such as this, a rationale mind
will only quiver in embarrassment for failing to digest what the heart is unrelentingly,
persistently in insisting. Why not Do both? Have faith and have
intelligence/logic, though know that you have just a little of both. Just a
little of both... Verily what can a human do on his own?, when his senses are
unreliable and his mode of thinking changes as certain as how the tides in the seas
changes, When even the slightest change in the air can suffocate him to death, when
even a few drops of liquid can lead him to his end—what are you so sure of,
when tomorrow what it brings, we don’t know of? Have a little more faith and a
little more faith and a little more. What are you so afraid of? Won’t you have
a loving company that will embrace you and erase you fears...so what you are
afraid of?
The dark room, now well lit, he
is able to see many things that he wasn’t able to. His whisperings now reduced
to weak whimpering, for evil can’t penetrate a protected being, when the heart
is filled with love for the architect who created all things, to what avail will the plotting of the creations affect him? Have a little faith and a little more
faith perhaps a leap of faith. Why? For what good is worshipping the own mind and
putting trust in a weak and constantly changing mind? One who knows his mind,
will admit how fickle, inconsistent, erratic, indecisive, unreliable and changeable
the mind is. So know yourself, oh you who love, have faith. Silence the
whisperings, incorporate peace in the heart by supplementing love for the Creator
in your heart.
