by Joe Christian

Created on: November 23, 2008

Bringing about the Golden Age of Empedocles again, and by the good, and by good love and by noble deeds bringing it about! And by the immortals who are our prophets, and are now thereby and herewith are our gods' For did He not say in His Psalms to them, "You are Gods!"? And then He did also say, "And the Scriptures can never be broken!" For the same Yahweh (God of gods, Lord of lords, Creator and Redeeming Saviour) who spoke forth His Word in the beginning ever lives to prove it, manifest it and has sealed it in blood! "For who is the LORD and who is His Son that we may [mightily] worship [and serve] them?"

By their artful whims, speaking of the artists and the poets and the prophets, and by their fancy do they rule us, but by their love for humankind do they rule even better! And for anyone to rule correctly, ruling by love is even better!

Let us therefore rule by our love for humankind, being kind and gentle, let us therefore rule over them! And let us all therefore allow one, true God to rule all of us by His true love! There are those who know Him as well as our hearts!

I was thinking about George Elliot one day and how that I owned her picture once in my Bohemian life, and she hang above that kitchen sick there where I lived with so many friends coming and going and seeming did they all to love me for my good soul then when I was shining it all around the place! And her picture did hang above my kitchen sink and so much that said something and meant things hanging about the place and the many books as well as all of my friends then who seemed to love me, in the Golden Age of Empedocles! The respect that we had for her and for others and for those who ruled our minds was right and was good for that age and for that season and for that epoch of human growth and for personal understanding as the arts are meant to bring about, leading us always, ultimately to God! Aye?

But now I only own an old barn picture here above this old sink and on this wall, in this old rural place in my travelling mind missing home and homesick for that place, those people and those times! And because this is not the Golden Age that I must once again strive for, leaving all of this behind to seek to gain it, and to find it, and knocking on the door of every memory until I once again find it, gain it, obtain it? And I hope against hope for the Golden Age of Empedocles! To live it again and not just daily remember it? Often praying for it? Daily am I praying for it! Seeking to recreate

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