The Faux Pas Press #169
Honeycomb and Oil
By Chambo Fresh
The wise know when to stop. The wise man also knows when to ask for help, plead with his friends for support in times of trial. No man knows the deepths to which the Shadow Witch can take his soul until he has fallen way beyond his ability. And then what? Another round, another drink, another tuning to man's scoffing and their righteous judgements. There is only one woman and her name is Death. Her end is as bitter as wormwood, sharp as a two-edged sword. That is where the Fool's folly finds itself again and again, wanting desperately to find his meaning in her body of honeycomb and her lips as smooth as oil. I've found that the principles Babylon calls foolish are what brings man wisdom, saves him from death and ultimately leads hims to more power which must be wielded carefully - before the narrative makes a Sorcerer of him once again. We all know what happens to the Sorcerer in this life or the next.
Pains and physical trials make for stronger men, those apt to deal with the enticings of time and space, they make for one who understands the depths of greed. One who gives no time to the wayward flings his fellow knows. One who can discover something great - an unquestionable goodness to move mountain and drink fire. All may know that the Christ shines within and around us, giving us focus where others stray. We come to our oracles trembling in weakness - unsure, doubtful, and plain. And miracles surround our movement, all know the well from which we drink. The mind has not even imagined to good prepared for those who serve others. There is resource where others find none. There is substance when projects seem to dwindle. There is potential, infinite potential to do good and bless others. Even when our circumstance are totally out of our control and the gates of destruction await just miles ahead on the most dangerous of highways. Desert Madness so to speak. There is always a way through it. There is always a way through it. Our equipment works, the subconscious mind is unleashed and the earth quakes at our feet.
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