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How many can bring into being at will the fire that in the most essential part dwells? Though the vital principle yearns forever, it is on occasion mute and still. In profound wonder, on days like these, the total Self suffers. So, ye must labor towards discernment most deliberate, and then by breaking thru the despondent atmosphere, can the task of improvement be therefore executed, (if the person is not thereby deterred but determined.) Thereafter the lowering, threatening aspect of terrible Doubt is cast off from within, so as to no longer be suffered. And when ye do lie warmed by a spontaneously emerged and helpful attitude, thence be thy own witness to that restraint exercised over Temper's violence, and over hasty Impulse, troubled Emotion, and lustful Desire, if ye do so choose. That being stated, the struggle is then within to contend with Virtue. However, if at a loss for answers, it's less daunting and less haunting to just ask askance; for the one who knows to question is to seek and he seeks to ask by it's translation, can therefore make a request hence, of elderly Experience. And then ye must simply put forth the query to the Elder, who is in the highest degree experienced. So a child of tomorrow did long ago pose it in this way, "How does one find, when weak, the will to win over Virtue?" Then the Elder, he sought to tell thee by matter-of-fact in this way, "It is a false belief that ne'er will the weak something inspire , but 'tis true that the weak will is something that ne'er inspires." And with that he left the poser still with question, and in dismay, for he never really answered the poser, which is his way, in stealth, to posit with his own question, which speaks for itself, "Do not ye think ye must find that out for thy Self?"
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 2:24 AM UTC
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How many can bring into being at will the fire that in the most essential part dwells? Though the vital principle yearns forever, it is on occasion mute and still. In profound wonder, on days like these, the total Self suffers. So, ye must labor towards discernment most deliberate, and then by breaking thru the despondent atmosphere, can the task of improvement be therefore executed, (if the person is not thereby deterred but determined.) Thereafter the lowering, threatening aspect of terrible Doubt is cast off from within, so as to no longer be suffered. And when ye do lie warmed by a spontaneously emerged and helpful attitude, thence be thy own witness to that restraint exercised over Temper's violence, and over hasty Impulse, troubled Emotion, and lustful Desire, if ye do so choose. That being stated, the struggle is then within to contend with Virtue. However, if at a loss for answers, it's less daunting and less haunting to just ask askance; for the one who knows to question is to seek and he seeks to ask by it's translation, can therefore make a request hence, of elderly Experience. And then ye must simply put forth the query to the Elder, who is in the highest degree experienced. So a child of tomorrow did long ago pose it in this way, "How does one find, when weak, the will to win over Virtue?" Then the Elder, he sought to tell thee by matter-of-fact in this way, "It is a false belief that ne'er will the weak something inspire , but 'tis true that the weak will is something that ne'er inspires." And with that he left the poser still with question, and in dismay, for he never really answered the poser, which is his way, in stealth, to posit with his own question, which speaks for itself, "Do not ye think ye must find that out for thy Self?"
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 2:24 AM UTC
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