WORDS & MEANING..AN INTERCOURSE IN CONGRESS WITH THE BEAST!

Greetings, Readers:
And...Welcome to yet another renewal period on the short term lease of life.

The post below is relevant in every way to the above mentioned time remaining to us as we travel through the dream of time and space upon this blue rock.
But I dare say it is not intended for the frivilous nor is it for the faint of heart.

Simply remember this as another year dawns:

WHOMSOEVER CONTROLS YOUR WORDS CONTROLS YOUR WORLD!

And THAT is why...

WHY WE MUST EVER GUARD THE VIRTUE OF MEANING
-CliffMickelson

cmicke1065@aol.com

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My Friends:

Behold the power of words... To control the word is to control the world.

Words whose past values are perverted through the intercourse of a present congress with the beast will become integral components in the structure and potentiality of a mutant changeling reality that our children will be fated to endure tomorrow.

Therefore, all generations, those before the light, must bear witness to an endless struggle ... for to control the conceptual essence of the word is to gain the richest conceptual prize.

This "prize" is a reward highly sought after in the Metaphysical as well as the physical universe. It is known by those in the self service and illumination of keen ambition that the word possesses as its passenger, a great power ... that whomsoever controls the meaning of words, controls the destiny Of Man.

Yet, despite this power, our words are but a frail vehicle charged with freighting a fragile cargo of perishable human perceptions.

Herein it is that meaningless sounds form a conceptual womb of meaning and birth forth substance and nourishment to all forms of past, present, and future perception.
Thus are two wary symbiotic energies mounted one upon the other. In that joining they become more than the sum of their parts.

In this way does our species then pass through time and space bound severally to its own creation in a symbiotic covalent union, a magnificent consummation of the energies of form with matter, and a divinity inspired out of clay; one whose residual substance is the ultimate arbiter of all human reality.

Again...It is the intangible essence of words; their ethereal "cargo" of perceptions, that forge the socially agreed upon potentiality of not only the world that once was, but the world that is, and most importantly, the world that will be.

Yet there is no known truth as delicate in drayage as the integrity and nuance of a word's meaning ... nor is there a tiger more fearsome than the capricious faithlessness of that formless beast of Adam upon which it so precariously rides.

We must beware...

It is understood by the masters of both dark and light; those who would possess us and those who would set us free; that meaning is lord of word and though word serves to delivers its servant unto a master, its delivery is amoral and only given virtue of the tenuous hold of meaning on the back of that guttural metaphoric tiger.

Therefore, meaning avoids usurpation only by agreeing to live or to die by the code of a specific relationship. As is the mother, so is the child. Meaning is in this way imprisoned by the nature of its umbilical connection to word.

This presents a great weakness. This is the flesh ne'ar touched by the immortal waters of the styx and so becomes a target to the arrow of Paris. It is here that evil can and often does wound the apprentice light force.

And...It is here on the underwomb of this grand opportunity that the fury of the night ever seeks to implant the seed of itself.

Evil impregnates itself thus: Essence, being the cargo of a word's meaning, is subject to form which owes mortal fealty to two creatures of eternal and universal corruption. One such corrosion is a natural corruption. It is benign. It is naught but an endless flow towards an end-time "entropy" of thought and motion. It is a value in pursuit of a worthy balance. It is a handmaiden of evolution and can be considered to be a positive process.
It's dark twin however, is unnatural and malignant.

It seeks to discharge and pervert its kin by allowing it to be slyly devoured piecemeal by the tiger upon which it rides.

Hence, it is of great importance that we remain vigilant against the dark force and growing present power of malignant corruption.

It is a virtue to husband the moral essence of our words and guard well their meaning. The cargo born of words is ever dear. We alone can arbitrate which seduction is benign and produces fruit and which is malevolent and brings forth monsters.

For both the malignant and the benign effect themselves upon those intangibles that are wrought out of the ribs of the vessel with which we forms our lives. Too easily therefore are they, (And as a result we) despoiled by dark intrigues.

It is against the Byzantine then, that it is our duty to preserver. We are charged to act as sentinels, and to post ourselves as pickets. We must forever be wary in the discharge of this cargo or live to see our patrimony lost.

This struggle is one without end. Our forefathers fought it, we now fight it, and our descendants will also fight it.

It is but one theater in an eternal contest that knows not the boundaries of time and space. For, as we ourselves were once destined to be, (as we are now) self-defined children of a future now passing, all that we are today will perish without a trace should we even once fail the memory of how it was that we came to be what we are at this moment.

For if there exists but one truth, it is that there will ever be children of the future Who will be, like us, self-defined by all that their perception tells them came before.

In this way are the future potentialities of generations unborn, brought forth from the womb of truth, or sprung from the loins of a lie...And, therein lies the importance to human kind ... That terrifying difference between the freedom of a self-empowered destiny or the slavery of a predetermined fate.
-CliffMickelson