"With a kiss on your forehead, I will show you how much I value you, my dear, calling you the gentleness of my soul, for only and only your humility, makes me happy, - me, the unfortunate one who revealing your for his cause, in matters of the troubled heart he finds the comfort of your arms. In your eyes, the gentleness of the word itself, from within the meekness of a heart opens to lore, sharing the blessing like a humming bee on a field with flowers, whenever I, examining them, finding in your deep tears, a spring whispering to the tickling of my sorrowful, grieving heart.
My kiss repose over your forehead, confessing what you mean to me, my dear. I will bless you, as the one towards which my eyes, searching deeper within you, find it as it is - in all your Beauty as a woman, divine gift, to distinguish it, among others. I will bless you, distinguishing you in all your Intelligence as a woman, bearer of wisdom, to which my heart rushes like a bee in the chain of flowers. I will bless you, showing you to your Real Value, as a Woman, beyond all the Qualities, born or acquired, - endowed, being with three virtues more than the Man who must be the crown of Creation."
"Blessed by God is the woman that heareth the man, and the blessing which is upon the man; she honors the man with her blessing, as the man is blessed through her. With joy, the woman listens to the one who, blessing her life, brings her the drop of happiness, - because the blessed man, thus finds his benefit! .. So as the woman is for the man with her purpose, sharing such a blessing, the man finds his use for the blessed one. The noble woman is recognized by the warmth of her heart, the tenderness of her gentle eyes, blessing her husband. That one, will say to the Master: Bless, O Lord Jesus Christ, the humble one, to the meekness of her eyes, seek my heart!"
for each soul on this earth, has a value who surpass all the universe with all the stars together, with the sun and the moon, and all the lands and the waters, with all the plants and the animals, and all if stacked together, can not be placed on a scale, and worth as much as single, one Single Soul, from so many who are getting lost, and each of those souls can not ever be replaced.
and IF you ever understand such of an answer, same as IF any of other human understands, such of an answer, it will know how much a single soul worths, and understanding such Truth, will set it free, with blessing and peace into its heart troubled by the Vanity of the world...
PeKaatje > "But let's behonest people. Is humanity really so great?" (quoting from you) - IF i would provide you the answer to your question, would you have the necessary time and patience, to understand such of an answer?
"A woman's pride makes a man unhappy. A man's pride makes a woman unhappy. They are both unhappy, their happiness will only be an Illusion, thanks to Pride. Everywhere there is talk of how to be happy, but in an illusory happiness, without any blessing from God, for as long as man and woman do not seek God, nor glorify God, their life will be an unhappiness, an Illusion. People can invent theories according to same theories driven from imagination, and rules after rules, chasing ideals in vain, - or invent any other methods that will bring them imagined happiness, - but only and only Reality will show them the Illusion, always, everywhere - because it lasts, to see themselves, like a reflection back of their state of being, for sighting."
LaFonda > your oppinion reminds me of a darwinian conference, where some people came with a box full of bananas, and saying simple: since you all belive you are born from a monkey, here you are... (and giving to each of them a banana, to honor their ancestors).
I recognize both having the same source, for there is evil within me, there is darkness in which the mother of all evilties, which is Pride, describes the ancient falling, and that is the same who changes one's nature making it turning against itself, giving birth to Ego. If I would focus on the other, that would be an oppinion, - whilst if I focus on myself, it is a certitude, by direct experience of what happens into the soul. It is a challenge, indeed, for the human being, to rennounce at Pride, who comes in many shapes and forms and gives birth to evil, - as the same challenge was in the ancient falling of the cherubim who in the very moment, turned againts its own nature, giving birth to evil, which later Adam and Eve shared, and from there, the whole chain, delivered into the world.
Tom > once upon a time, a gardener came in the desert and turned sand into soil. he was asked then to tell what was the secret of the oasis to which beduins coming along to listen the storyteller. but he kept silence. looked to the child resting under the palm tree, and the dusk seemed to look like a poppy.
Rose > was a flower called Patience, and bloomed once a day, when sunny.
For the previous comments: see how many interpretations we may find for such rare flowers of war? but beyond all these, the real war of a human being is the unseen one. and all starts within itself.
? "Why do you tell me of wars?" ? "Because you tell me of flowers" ? "What has to do wars, with flowers?" ? "The same as what has to do flowers, with wars." ? "You are so EVIL!" ? "I could not be so GOOD as you." ? "I am sorry, that I called you this way; but I was not interested of wars..." ? "You told me about flowers; I told you about wars; You told me about good; I told you about Evil; that is why there are flowers of war, and war within flowers.There is need, to say sorry." ? "Please, don’t tell me about Wars!.." ? "I should tell you of Flowers?" ? "Yes, tell me. Tell me about all the flowers!.." ? "Oh, my dear, so many flowers, died in wars…" ? "Why you are so EVIL?" ? "Because I could not be so GOOD as you." ? "I am sorry, that I called you this way; but I was not interested in flowers of wars..." ? " I told you about wars; You told me about flowers; I told you about flowers of war; You told me about the wars of the flowers; I told you about Good; You told me about Evil; that is why there are flowers of war, and wars among flowers. There is need, to say sorry." ? "Don’t tell me about Wars and Flowers!.." ? "Should I tell you of Flowers? Wars?" ? :"No, tell me Only about Flowers. Tell me about not all the flowers, but of some particular ones; about the special ones!.." ? "Oh, my dear, so many flowers! And few of them, but so Special, died in wars…" ? "Why you are again, so EVIL?" ? "Because I could never be too GOOD, alike you." ? "I am sorry, that I called you, again, this way; but why so many flowers and wars?..." ? " I told you about all the wars; You told me about all the flowers; I told you about some flowers of war; You told me about some of the wars within flowers; I told you about Good and Evil; You told me about Evil and Good; that is why there are so many flowers of war, and too many wars for the flowers; because all, are flowers – and some of them, are truly special ones. There is need, to say sorry." ? "You told me about Special flowers. Tell me about what Special flowers doesn’t have any wars.” ? "Should I tell you of the Special Flowers, which doesn’t have any Wars?" ? "Yes, tell me Only about these Flowers." ? "Oh, my dear, such rare flowers! And none of them, are not so Special, as those which died in wars…" ? "Why you are again, so EVIL?" ? "Because I could never be too GOOD, alike you." ? "I am sorry, really, for I called you this way; but why always, flowers and wars?..." ? "For I told you about all the wars, but not about all the flowers; You told me about all the flowers; I told you about some special flowers of war; You told me about some of the flowers within flowers of wars; I told you about Good and Evil; You told me about Evil and Good; that is why there are so too many flowers of war, and lesser wars for the flowers; because all, are the flowers – and some of them, are truly, the special ones. There is need, to say sorry."
Beside Chaplin pushing another page of the agenda, spreading the deceit (like all those in Hollywood, of course - hand in hand with all celebrities on TV and media means), there is a valid truth amidst the world, foretold by a wise peasant saying "what you sow, is what your reap". Humanity, therefore, has to face its own Reality, and that means from the poorest to the richest, from the weakest to the strongest.
TigerMoth > anything that you can feel, the tiniest bit, reminds you of what a human being is capable of.
PeKatje > to not forget that governments are made from people, too. if they forgot to be human beings, or turned themselves against their own nature, other people helped them to forget, too, and pushed them to such state. in the same way in which they all may turn against their own nature. this shows why people hate a govern, but in the same time, comply to the laws, rules or recommendations. but there is individual choice too, besides collective, which is either to return to humanity, either, to be wiped out.
TigerMoth > "but who am I to tell anyone to let go of life" (quoting you) > you are his friend. tell to your friend that this life is just a drop of what Life truly is, and that death is just a gate to pass through. and if he understands that life doesnt end here but continues after the grave gate, will go in peace to God...
I can not speak about the actual situation with covid, for specific reasons. i understand also your point of view regardless the subject, and i think your response was a partial one. If you have asked the one dying of cancer: "my dear human being, how time passes for you, awaiting the relief?" you would know the answer. also, the one dying, who at those very moments, learnt finally to treasure Time, will know, if one would say like miss Nightingale "it will be alright"... cos soon, will have "to face infinity without flinching"...
TigerMoth > what you said about Time, is called "scientific garbage" (to quote Tesla in reply to Einstein) leaving aside the fake science, my question is simple, and doesnt need any scientifical interpretation neither. i give you a hint: how time passes for the one dying of cancer and who sits in a hospital bed, awaiting a new dose of medicine to alleviate its pain?
Human being. Such a beautiful creation among all, which in such times, being turned into a number in a list of numbers. Such high purpose, for each newborn, and such an unfortunate tide, to take it away either from within the womb, or just along its path into the world revealing to such an embrace of wonders!.. I have to ask... I have to ask... I have to ask... (how many still feel what truly is ... a Human Being)...
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My kiss over your forehead [ I ]
THE ORPHANSMy kiss over your forehead [ I ]
"With a kiss on your forehead, I will show you how much I value you, my dear, calling you the gentleness of my soul, for only and only your humility, makes me happy, - me, the unfortunate one who revealing your for his cause, in matters of the troubled heart he finds the comfort of your arms. In your eyes, the gentleness of the word itself, from within the meekness of a heart opens to lore, sharing the blessing like a humming bee on a field with flowers, whenever I, examining them, finding in your deep tears, a spring whispering to the tickling of my sorrowful, grieving heart.
My kiss repose over your forehead, confessing what you mean to me, my dear. I will bless you, as the one towards which my eyes, searching deeper within you, find it as it is - in all your Beauty as a woman, divine gift, to distinguish it, among others. I will bless you, distinguishing you in all your Intelligence as a woman, bearer of wisdom, to which my heart rushes like a bee in the chain of flowers. I will bless you, showing you to your Real Value, as a Woman, beyond all the Qualities, born or acquired, - endowed, being with three virtues more than the Man who must be the crown of Creation."
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Translated from romanian language: 2021