The obvious plays out in cinematic explosiveness across technically inexplicable channels through networks of unbridled wizardry; bypassing closed minds. Hardened hearts never yielding to the awe of the pace, they move from this, to the next things with hardly an acknowledgement. Craving increase creates a craving for increase of knowledge we store for conversation; the merits of which we dare not judge, for the sake of offense; seeking only the credit for knowing. Shallow-rooted philosophers of nothingness trumpet a tune of disjointed notation; an aberration of song we’ve disciplined ourselves to play repeatedly. Gratuitously acclaiming intellect, as if to make it so. Robotically agreeing, in mindlessness, to replace reality with the calm we take for peace, we sign irrevocable future contracts behind a shield of intellect we believe to be unprecedented. We sacrifice tomorrow at the altar of immediacy and suffer from the perplexity of amnesia in the aftermath.
Stepping out from behind the shield of intellect where wisdom thrives in simple minds through reverent conversation, the Lord of bended knees simplifies the secret codes of understanding. Where intelligence flows from the heart and wins the daily battle to control the guttural impulses of nature. It’s the antonym to comparison; the place where genius is measured in units of love; quantified by depth; rewarded by inexplicable patience and contentment. The place where truth is not situational; not a version nor a tactic for a winning argument: it’s a fact to permanently attach a life to.
Coming from behind the barrier that bars us from true intellect, we recognize the shield as the ego that chokes the oxygen from wisdom and dilutes the flow of discernment with self-nurturing aggrandizement; the fuel that fires up the desire for endless want. Living behind the shield of intellect may be the way we nurture the diet of our egos but it may not be the smartest place to be.
“For the wisdom of this world is foolishness with God. For it is written, “He catches the wise in their own craftiness”; and again, “The Lord knows the thoughts of the wise, that they are futile.” Therefore let no one boast in men. For all things are yours:” 1 Corinthians 3:19 (NKJV)
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