Epitaph-by Lascelles Abercombie (1881-1938)
Sir, you should notice me: I am the Man
I am Good Fortune: I am satisfied.
All I desired,more than I could desire,
I have: everything has gone right with me.
Life was a hiding-place that played me false;
I croucht ashamed, and still was seen and scorned:
But now I am not seen. I was a fool,
And now I know what wisdom dare not know:
For I know Nothing. I was a slave, and now
I have ungoverned freedom and the wealth
That cannot be conceived: for I have Nothing.
I lookt for beauty and I longed for rest,
And now I have perfection: nay I am
Perfection: I am Nothing, I am dead.
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Epitaph-by Lascelles Abercombie (1881-1938)
Angel of Death on a Quest ©
Angel of Death heard so much about perfection that he was curious. He asked the guardian of the temple of Truth if she could enlighten him on the matter.
Truth came down steps to say, ‘I ought not be talking to you.’ The angel asked why. The transcendent beauty of Truth was in full flow. She said, ‘You ask me of all persons’. Angel of Death insisted and Truth explained that he made man confused. If it were not for him man could have stayed focused on her. In the end Truth asked the angel to try Paradise for perfection.
Thus angel of Death and Destruction went to Paradise and the 72 houris were all gamboling in the fountain of pleasures. They on seeing him quickly covered themselves. But the angel of Death sniggered and said, ‘You perfect beings! Bah!’ the angel was most annoyed and said, ‘ Whoever said you are perfection incarnate, lied. You are as hairy as a bear. If I were to hug you, I must search next for flea powder. Bah! ’ He was most irritated and he went to the earth.
His ears perked up as he heard great crowd worshiping one who was thumping the Bible. ‘Is he perfect?’ he wondered. So he showered pot full of gold. Immediately he threw the Book in order to pick up all the pieces of gold that fell about him. He was in glee since his congregation were all intent in their prayers. ‘He cannot be perfect,’ decided the angel. Next he saw a bearded rabbi who boasted he was perfect. When asked on what grounds did he come to that conclusion he said he was letter perfect. ‘No, you shall not live a moment longer’ said the angel. The angel of Death true to form struck him dead. Next he came across two fellows giving their speech before a video camera. From their speech the angel understood they were preparing themselves for martyrdom. The angel saw they had shaved themselves ritually. The angel casually asked them, ‘What next?’ The wretched fellows said, ’Paradise and houris await us’. He asked,’So you shaved yourselves?’ He could not help laughing himself. He roared in laughter unable to control himself. He could not tell them that they only shaved to add hair on those 72 houris in the most unlikeliest places.
Later on a sober reflection the angel of death had to admit the imperfect beings had no notion of truth so they merely did some mumbo-jumbo to add to their imperfection.
Duality of life places man and woman as indivisible part of the same being. In the Mind of God from which every inspiration to do good resides they were as one. ‘Male and female created he them, ’so the Bible tells us. To this part I can wholeheartedly say ‘Amen’.
However in the same creation story we read of Adam’s rib and such like. I could explain it by making it as though an allegory. In the same fashion one may explain away every difficulty. To my rational mind it sounds travesty of Truth. If we believe The Bible is God’s word and inerrant, any double somersaults with Truth confuses the issue.
The Book is meant as reproof, instruction and also building up our lives. I know now in part. On this earth we are merely beginners. In the worlds to come we may grow in knowledge and it is more likely after we have put away this corruptible body we may see the Word with a different mindset. Then what we may be concerned shall have different emphases too.. Law was engraved on stone tables during the time of Moses and law writ in our hearts signify different stations in our upward growth. As spiritual beings we shall need no Book. ‘To my curious mind I conceive notions of being a part of the same book. The congregation of saints in Zion has no Sun or Moon as such (rev.22:5) and no Bible either . But we are all pages, sentences,commas,parentheses and so on.’ :
‘For the love of money is the root of evil; which while some coveted after…pierced themselves through with many sorrows.’Is this not sound advice for the year of the plague (economic meltdown is one such)? It is sadly human nature that the more street-smart we become we forget as many home truths as well. Do I think we would learn any lasting lesson from this global meltdown? I do not think so unless World governments are clear eyed and can sit together to enforce adequate controls for regulating the financial systems.
Duality of man works its way outwards. Man is indivisible from nation and nations part of the whole. Exploiting any nation’s wealth by a superpower as we have seen repeated in Asia, Africa and in the Middle East is one way of digging the very foundation of that power.
Is not the very Bulldog like trait of Great Britain now more like a mongrel?