Consider This<\/p>\n
The voice of the angel was as thunder in the sky: “Son of man.”
\n“Here I am” I said.
\n“What would you give to roll back time? For the laws of God are set in the firmament for ever and ever. And for every sin, there is a just recompense”
\n“Which of my many sins” I asked, “for which I have not asked forgiveness?”
\n“Though thou has sought forgiveness and obtained it, karma must still be done, lest the sons of men take the heavens for granted and make mockery of the laws of God.”
\n“Will thou give thine right arm to see justice done?”<\/p>\n
So whilst I pondered the devil and the deep blue sea, for I would regret parting with the left, but the right is as life itself.
\nWhilst the fruit of my indecision looked me in the face with a smirk on its lips
\nThere was a shaking in the heavens
\nAnd lo and behold, a second angel whose dazzling apparel was a beauty to behold:
\n“Listen not to him who stands yonder. Look, even now his white is as rags, unfit for the earth. No, not the heavens”
\nAnd I looked, and indeed he spoke the truth, for the first angel’s countenance was as dark as his garment. Filthy beyond description
\n“Indeed the laws of God are eternal. But he forgives and does not bring to remembrance again.”
\n“Thy sin has been forgiven. But look to the earth, and see to it.
\nThe will of man is strong, his memory infinite. Fear hath gripped his heart.
\nHave\u00a0thou forgiven,\u00a0thou who seek forgiveness?”
\n“Come, let us consider the matter.
\nThe giving of a heart can never be forced. Moreso, if it be given under duress, know not that the end of such things is as uncertain as the ways of the wind upon the sea?
\nThy\u00a0heart aches, because of what thou hast done and failed to do.
\nThou\u00a0no longer take pleasure in the eating of thy meals, they are as burdens which must be borne.
\nAnd thy sleep is but short as a moment of time.
\nLook not to the heavens.
\nLook now and see that she of whom\u00a0thou dreamest is happier without thy person to cast a blight upon her day.
\nSee how she skips lightly like a songbird on her merry way.
\nHer worries are many like women before and after her.
\nBut take solace, they are less one:\u00a0thy attention constricted her throat; brought discomfort to her being; and lighlty brushed her heart with despair.
\nBut now all that is in the past, If thou but stay away.
\nBut the ways of the heart are inscrutable
\nEven now\u00a0thou hope and scheme
\nEven these words I speak though\u00a0thou hear,
\nwould they sway the course thou art set thine heart upon?
\nHaven’t thy hasty choices these past year caused thee enough grieve?”
\n“But lest I take hope, nay, thy very soul and crush it with my words, I shall hold my tongue and what will be will be
\nGo now, son of man. Do what thou wilt.”<\/p>\n
In the twinkling of an eye, the skies were darkened till nothing except the two beings in the sky could be seen with the naked eye.<\/p>\n
And thus spoke the first angel from whose nose and mouth came smoke and sulphuric stench:
\n“Wouldst thou waste thy time upon this vain pursuit?
\nKnowest not thou, that even now,\u00a0 thy time upon the earth is half spent, and the ax nibbles at the foot of thy tree?”<\/p>\n
And from the second Angel:
\n“Consider not words spoken in anger.
\nRemember not that anger in thine heart, though\u00a0thou ground thy teeth and speaketh not, was thy fall from grass to grace?”<\/p>\n
And with lightening rending the darkened sky:
\n“Know not thou that anger purifiest all things. And wheretofore thine heart lackest will and strength, now\u00a0thou\u00a0art as a lion fierce?”
\n“Hear me now, son of man, fault my speech if we do not find common ground.
\nIs not this the will of womankind?
\nA man aggressive above his peers, to take the bull by the horn, and bring it to heel?
\nFor look, while thou shilly and shally, she places her hands in anothers.
\nWho knows whether he be meek or mild?”
\n“For don’t all men hide their wicked ways behind noble deeds until rings hold tapered fingers tight in vise-like grip?”<\/p>\n
And the angel in the dazzling white:
\n“Son of man, he utters truth and lies in equal parts.
\nLet not his double-speak confuse thy unsettled mind.
\nDon’t all men and women have freedom of will to chose whom they desire to spend their time? ”
\n“Listen not to the voice of treason,
\nthat would have\u00a0thee treat womankind as lesser beings, incapable of making their own decisions.
\nKnow not thou that womankind is in many ways wiser and stronger than credit is ascribed\u00a0 unto them?”<\/p>\n
“Enough! I tire of this dragging of the feet!” Screamed the first angel.
\n“Let us set fire to this matter! We shall see if he comes refined like gold or burnt like chaff!”
\nAnd so saying, the first angel robed himself in a terrifying display of smoke, fire, fumes, thunder and lightning.
\nThe vista was as if hell itself had arisen from the fiery depths and come upon the earth.<\/p>\n
“Fear not son of man.” Said the second angel,
\n“For thou art been given dominion till this earth shall pass away”
\nAnd so saying, he stretched forth his hands and commanded: “Peace, be still.”
\nImmediately, there was another shaking in the heavens. And the darkness passed away along with the first angel and all the evil thereof.<\/p>\n
And behold, the sky was as a day just dawned, with the sun in all its glory, shedding light on all below.<\/p>\n
“What happens now?” I asked.
\n“Son of man, thy will be done. But thou art responsibility for thine action and inaction.”
\n“But consider this: the same desires, displeasure and human feelings afflicts the fair lady. So when thou taketh thy decisions, remember this.”<\/p>\n
“Is there any hope?” I inquired.
\n“There is always hope. But is it thine or hers? For what thou hopest for today, may be thy regret tomorrow.”
\n“I pray thee therefore, pray, and listen. If thou\u00a0art prayed and listened. Thou wouldst not be in thy current dilemma.”
\n“Happiness is within thy grasp. But thou must look beyond thine nose.”
\n“And why dost thou torture thyself. Why not let go \u2013 let her go; keep thy promise.\u201d
\n\u201cIndeed, I promised. I intend to. I have set my hands to it and will surely try. Thus was the promise made.\u201d
\n\u201cSo why dost thou set this down in black and white? Would it not aid thy labour and thy course if thou dost not?\u201d
\n\u201cTruly, thou art on point. But I once was part of a little group where the teacher asked of each person a simple question.\u201d
\n\u201cWhich was?\u201d
\n\u201cHave thou felt the fire that burns without flame? That makes thine heart constrict but not painfully?\u201d
\n“And only one solitary lady said \u201cNay\u201d, to which the teacher lamented her loss.”
\n“Therefore I set it down, so that even if I never again feel that fire; in case I am asked when my joints are stiff, and I cannot recall the meal I had in the morning; I can still say:
\n\u201cLo! There! Read! I once felt the fire!\u201d
\n“May it be unto thee as thou desireth.”
\nAnd so saying, the angel was caught up in a beam of blinding light.
\nAnd once again I was alone with my unwelcome thoughts.<\/p>\n
(18\/07\/2012)
\nNotes: this is the last in the “series” (hopefully) – it’s easy to spot the common thread in the related posts.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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