The opulent charm and the: The opulent charm and the fleeting fragility of this botanical event was reflected, flawlessly, in your wonderfully symbolic tribute to your father. This praise-worthy creation speaks not only of the transience of life and the pain of separation, but of the promise of renewal. One word especially triumphs: "lit".
An incredibly moving masterpiece.
You can roll out prose that: You can roll out prose that is so sleek, rich and evocative that I'm entranced no matter what the subject is, but here you really drew me into a pivotal moment, a highly significant and emotional haircut that was the end of one lifestyle and the reluctant beginning of another.
The ordinary becomes extraordinary in your phenomenal imagination.
So much more than an ordinary: So much more than an ordinary love poem. You reached far beyond the surface of things and observed the interconnectedness of humanity and the cosmos, and within this vision of the unified field, you stitched together a wonder: the creation of a living miracle, both primal matter "like to that of which the iridescent stars coalesce" and the breath of God.
Then with awe and a sense of great privilege, you eloquently marveled at an unrivaled invitation, a "love that he will constellate".
A deeply moving and luxurious monument.
The last line of your essay: The last line of your essay declaring the innkeeper innocent gave me pause for thought. I think our country is divided by three separate thought processes: 1) He is innocent because of who he is; 2) He is guilty because of who he is (I applaud this one, but admit it is not realistic) 3) he has been accused; evidence has been presented sufficiently to convince a grand jury to indite, and now he should stand trial, because he is no more above that than any other American citizen. I suspect many people, more than you might care to estimate, hold to the second assertion.
No demons can affect you: No demons can affect you without your permission or when you demand they leave. You have power over all things but we fear not death but agony and trials. When we are unaware we are weak that is why knowledge is power and Christ Yhswh said it best - be gone! Rubuke and control is yours, knownthe spirit and names if the ill spirits and call them out and control will no longer be a wish, but a reality. Strong poem, words have power, and thoughts drive words, change thoughts change words change power... yes mistakes are happening but you don't have to live with them if you don't want to, send them off with the word repentance and striving then there's no time for wallowing in helpless. Good to examine hope through this work. Thanks for the thought catalyst
Its time to cancel cancel: Its time to cancel cancel culture. This generation 8s lost a product of the deficiencies of education and social reengineering. It isn't working the world is going to the dogs intentionally. Time to fight for our rights before they leach them all away. Forget the big names its time for the no names to unite and march together against tyranny of all kinds! Many are concerned he's playing both sides of the coin... don't be distracted, it's time to be focused!
oh wow... even more moving as: oh wow... even more moving as the extension of the person by means of their artistic output made such an impact on another soul as to bring such a remark to the 'public square.'
Yes, but in the man's: Yes, but in the man's defense, why should we care? with a hometown turned upside down thereby emptied of precious purses from zero-gravity alien sucking it all asunder?