What can I say to the horizon that it would obey my word?
Can I speak that it should be moved
So that it moves?
What can I say to the storm that it would obey my word?
Can I speak that it should relent
So that it does relent?
Yes a man may come to me with wisdom that would suit a man
And being words shared amongst men
Yet there is not one man who can come to me with wisdom beyond men.
For if it were so that a man could speak wisdom beyond men
He would not be a man
But instead be from a place beyond men
Or having gone to a place beyond men
Even he who is given wisdom from the very source of wisdom
Outside the domain of men
Knows that the speaking of such wisdom
Cannot be heard by the ears of man
From the mouth of men
For it must come from the source
Just as a dog cannot give wisdom
Beyond that of a dog
So too must I obey the limits of my own earthly vessel
Even now I can tell my breath to cease
And it does not cease
Even though it is the breath of my own tabernacle
And I can tell my heart to complete its cycle
Yet it obeys not my own will
Even though it is the heart given to my care
Yes I can fashion a weapon of death
And by the use of its metal bring an end to my flesh
Yet I MYSELF cannot bring about an end
No matter the prowess of my will
Whereas a melted stone has the power to do so
Even a lifeless stone of no value may kill me
Even more so
I can speak that your life may be blessed
Even unto pouring of riches upon your life
And bringing about great food and wealth
Yet none of my will or deeds are the manufacturer of happiness
For we have seen the mighty
Still live in horror and isolation and sorrow
And I can speak that your life may be cursed
Even unto the taking of your worldly possessions
And stealing away of your clothing and liberty
Yet none of my will or deeds are the Manufacturer of unhappiness
For we have seen the poor and destitute
Still live in joy in the garden of the world
And of all things that are common requirement
Such as food and drink and shelter and warmth
Are all mankind alike
And of all things that are common desire
Such as joy and happiness and peace
Are all mankind alike
And of all things that are common progression
Such as the seeking of wisdom and knowledge and betterment of our spirit
Are all mankind a like
For who being in health
Does desire that their friends abandon them?
And who being in health
Does desire that calamity befall their own life?
And by seeking and listening
Have I heard the voice of knowledge
Of all men’s wisdom
Even to the hearing of things I cannot understand
Do I witness the source beyond men
That it exists
Because it is so that while men speak not beyond the wisdom of men
Still there is also human wisdom that I cannot perceive
And knowing I cannot perceive beyond that
Without the direct gift from a greater source
Must I reconcile the nature of humility
How can I speak as to the wisdom of men
That you should adhere
When I cannot command my own flesh?
What word shall impress upon you
That you should listen
When I do not know ALL the wisdom of men?
When there is NONE who has all wisdom
And there is none even given wisdom from men
But rather only knowledge of men?
Since wisdom is given from on High?
And who shall I be
To stand in judgment of your wisdom
Or of your circumstance
Or of your choices
Or of your blessing and cursing
When I myself cannot manifest them even for my own life?
Such that it is
For even now you can teach me a thing
That I may not learn
Even in the wanting to know!
And in that I am born in like manner to the beast of the field
And knowing even less upon birth than the common dog
It is that comprehension of ALL things must be given to me
And it is that even so much as I may be graced to know
It is also true
That within a day it can be all taken away
Leaving me to be once again like the dog
Of myself I need and feel and want
And mankind can offer those simple comforts
Of that matter before me concerning wisdom
Must I appeal to a High counsel
All that is great and wise and perfect
Is from the great and wise and perfect place
So whom then shall we give our ear
Unless first we accept the source?
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