Fruit From A Tree

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A quest in search of God, is a question of God, though hard, it's a challenge man being called upon and solaced, hoping God takes notice, histories great direction, a fathoming, a probing, daily a testing, no knowledge of the benevolent, rather bibical thinking is irrelevant, when it comes to man being acknowledged by God, man being an object of divine knowledge and concern, in this great puzzle what have we learned, the creator the absolute of heaven and earth concerned with man?, why should the deeds that's planned be cause enough to affect the being of God who made man, so it stands we move out of the realm of God's creation, into the realm of man's manipulation, no one knows how or why, consciousness is a state of oblivion makes you wanna cry, when we think of deaths brillance, suspended sensitivity as a result we only see concealment, we know not what we do or understand what we face, what we define is' what we cannot define is not and can be disgraced, a world aflame with grandeur each flower outpouring with love, each being speaks for itself man above, can speak for all beings articulate what is hidden through expression hoping all can be revealed, the divine disclosed in man God is a mystery made real, awareness comes about as a result of knowing one has a part to play, self-sufficiency independence responsibility in every way, the capacity to stand apart to differ to resist and to defy, without these elements in life if you give up you die, tools to be used a discription the anchor resides in the abyss, deeper than the reach of despair not infinite amiss, the bottom discovered within the confines of a mans heart or under the debris of mighty doubt to live in defiance of absurdity apart, not withstanding futility and defeat, too much pride, and conceit, makes it easier for the devil to beat, a world that forces itself upon you and there is no escape at all, continuously exposed to it, challenged by it, like Adam and Eve we fall, comprehended and sensed, we cant evade the world we are entrenched, I am convinced we were set up by social dynamics, no substitute for moral responsiblity, afraid of others unappealingly, some are never embarrassed at their own pettiness, prejudices, envy, and conceit, or the perforation of life making their souls obsolete, a world full of granduer has been converted into a carnival there are slums, and disease, and starvation all over the world, and we building more luxurious hotels unaffected by the homelessness or orphaned boys and girls, I shudder at the thought of society ruled by people who are absolutely certain of their wisdom, by people to whom everything in this world is crystal clear father please forgive them, I have no solution, I am lost in confusion, don't believe in the constitution, it never had me in mind,they still owe us restitution, lady liberty is a b**ch and justice is blind, whose minds know no mystery, no uncertainty, no fear, we have the power for change but have yet to adhere, can't overcome suspicion we misunderstand what was given, and the meaning of co-existence, guilty of this and distorting our goals, and misrepresenting our souls, better than our assertions, more intricate more profound with inner workings, our theories maintain our thinking is so outdated, it's behind ties we are lucky how far we made it, we have a lack of pretension, the acknowledgement of opaqueness, shortsightedness for intervention, inadequacy truth demands rising, striving, far beyond surviving, to question is an act of intellect, perplexity or distress the state of a problem reflects, it calls for an answer or solution, no contradictions of confusion, it's time for improvement, we need more than a revolution and a movement, the truth is concealed it's time the unknown is revealed, the world can be healed,