Posted by
LadyLiberty on Friday, July 10, 2009 5:36:08 PM
Episode 78: What to Mark and What to Cut
Olam: How do you hold a dream in your mind so that in life's time you may realize its beauty? If dreams could, they would flow on, sweet Afton, but Truth is the timeless measure of day's light. Graceful is her shine on what to mark and what to cut from dreams.
So mark this: she is not a festering flower to betray fair calls with foul plays for more time, vainly seeking more missteps. The fantasy may fly to its nightmare, but the flower is rooted.
Lily: For my namesake, I will heed your call. The flower's roots, then, bless more than burden, holding that pattern of beauty four-square for a brief timeshare of fragrance.
But Man's roots go deeper and his seeds fly farther than the eye can see.
Link: Out of sight, out of mind.
Lily: Or from that line of sight TO mind...by a leap of faith into Spirit.
Link: But dust to dust...
Lily: If I were a flower, yes. But I am not a lily. I am a woman named Lily who is reflecting on a flower.
Link: And what about a man? Do I not bleed?
Lily: It is my proposition that you do, indeed, bleed as a brother of Man, but that the soil of your tribe cannot sufficiently measure the Spirit of your inheritance. It is good for the grounding, but not meet for the leaping...into realized dreams. It is also my proposition that all of Mankind is equally constrained. Or, one might humbly say, equally endowed.
Olam: Then if I am
the call, you are
the answer. For those who do not understand American history, let alone the history of Man, and by exception to our exceptional rule, have been steeped in little lies that wish away the foundations of freedom for fear of having to uphold its eroding pillars, to those gone wobbly or low down, we must repeat, instead, the full measure of American devotion.
And we shall in good time. For now, from those who fall by the weight of a sparrow, a peck of returning arrows, spiritually honed, to cut the rot and mark the root.
Lady Liberty: A
Jaffan arrow of full devotion. Two great realizations in history:
the unity of God on Mount Sinai and the unity of the human race in Philadelphia. A knowable, transcendent truth and moral order at the foundation of this world and a family of humankind containing all the races and ethnicities, none of whom were born as lords over others. Neither master nor slave.
As to God's unity, Jefferson spoke freely. Man was not to impose his politics on religion by sanctioning one over the other. The "separation of church and state", taken from his letter to the Danbury Baptists, was to reassure them that there would be no repeat of a state-run Anglican Church, say, muzzling the Baptists. It was not about removing religious inspiration from politics, but rather political coercion from religion.
If we have to choose between God's hand and the long arm of the law, we Keepers of Liberty will take God's hand. He designed us with self-powered, individual minds, free to find His truth.
As to
Man's unity, if one judges by appearance, then one might be inclined to deduce that the problem with "white supremacy" is the "white" part, whereas
brown, black, red or yellow supremacy would be a welcome change.
Lincoln, who judged by truth, not self-serving appearance, knew better.
From his second inaugural: It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God's assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat of other men's faces,..."Woe unto the world because of offenses; for it must needs be that offenses come, but woe to that man by whom the offense cometh."
Truth requires us to keep our
audacity for freedom, not a hyped hope that denies it. This arrow flies to a divisiveness that feigns "diversity".
Curtis: Point taken on deceptions. But some people can start from their "tribal" places, so to speak, and through discipline and unity offer their take on creation. I personally liked that
diversity.
Link: Theirs was a different purpose and they stayed true to it: entertainment and art.
Lily: Yes, I agree. I think they won fair and square because they worked hard, stayed true to
their style and kept their focus on achieving their own kind of dance perfection. It's a cautionary tale to all artists: the gift is not so much about you as it is the treasuring and sharing of the inborn gifts from God.
When you live in soulless times, be careful not to wander into the realms of the ego. Like the primal siren song, it will lure you into self-obsessed derangement and God-forsaken fantasy.
I think that all the participants in the final BGT's have been personally adorable and well chosen by God to perform His gifts. May they steal away to remain with Him, protecting their art from the siren song of egotisitcal destruction. Without proper vision and support, it is easy for both the artist and the fans to fall.
Link: I wish Michael had stayed true to his natural gifts.
Sharpton deceives strangely when he pretends otherwise. That is no help to his children or ours.
Ann: But no mention needed to be made of that at his wake. It is the duty of friends and family to support and stress what is right and true about the living and the deceased. And to ensure that the true gift lives on. Maybe then the next recipient of such gifts will be stronger. And the hangers-on will not profit from mutual weakness.
Lily: So here's to the gifts of our artists in their purest states. And may others not be fooled by appearances whether it's a
Susan Boyle,
Paul Potts, little
Connie Talbot or
Andrew Johnston. God is testing all of us to stay with the drama and rebuke the melodrama. To their credit, I thought that their judges did a great job of distinguishing between the two. They should not lower the standards because of our victim-obssessed mentalities.
Lady Liberty: Whether politically or culturally, may we continue to stand up for what's right and true, like
these women, who didn't resort to lowdown and dirty, though they may have been tempted on many occasions.
Lily: My forebears who understood human nature knew that when the men lost their strength that was the beginning of the end, but when the women lost their virtue, it was over.