If we could combine the perfectly good and the perfectly evil, we would obtain the imperfection. If we could take a piece of paradise and a piece of hell and we could gather them in us, our souls would become less beautiful. Because the truth of inside would swallow the lie of inside and, indeed, the absolute truth would be relative. And if our love could swallow our hatred, than we would love less. If me and you together, we could form an amphora, by trying to find the absolute truths in a new and perfect love for Him, we would need all our faith to remove all the lies and all our hatred from us. If our lie and our hatred could become two trenchant weapons and if we could choose Lucifer for hitting our relative truths, in terms of mathematics, than they would fall, by becoming downright uncertainties. The wounded love would disappear in us and we would turn into salt stones, as Lot's wife, by seeing Sodom burning.. And if the truth of us could rather be equal to the lie, inside, as love and hate could be equal, we would become absolutely nil, by dying slowly and and by melting ourselves in nothingness.. So, the reason for saving every second of us, by looking for purity, while the absolute truth and the absolute lie are in no touching, is that their arguments are always perfect.... |
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