I was startled when i encountered the text the first time, due to its beauty, true spirit and overall,a resonance that really strikes a deep seated cord. Just wow.

It sometimes helps me - like a resonance from within, to align myself. So, even if I am very angry in my Diary, at times fuzzing about many aspects of today's life, the wickedness in this world ... deep down I also know, that I am not excluded in the scrutiny of seeking truth.

What I mean with that is that, though the text - realize in myself too - that I make mistakes. Or that i am on a twisted path in my thinking deep down. Not because the text says so, or somebody else claims so.

No, it is more a sense of recognition; that my voice in what i criticize, sometimes fails. It fails because it addresses and focuses on the wrong aspects of existence. Like a "noisy gong or clanging cymbal".

Social media is perhaps a classic example of excessive noise (I don't have any social media). But the platforms appear to me as if it captures and imprisons the minds of man, their energies - for all the wrong reasons. Social Media is a mind game, created to divide and conquer the Minds of man, imprisoning the God spark most of us have embedded into our soul.

It is a platforms were designed by the powers to be, in order to humans to invest into ego - by an extreme margin - ultimately designed to lead us astray. To waste and deplete our energies, to destroy one another though ill words, like hate, accusations and persecution. Plus it helps the dark system, setting many laws into motions, which further strip away the freedoms of humanity. They just waited for this... and we already see it unfolding.

Anyway, the letter which i find very poetic - goes like this;

❤️ Paul's letter of love

Apostle Paul in the thirteenth chapter of his letter to the Corinthians:

"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.

And if I have prophetic powers – that is, the gift of interpreting the divine will and purpose; and understand all the secret truths and mysteries and possess all knowledge, and if I have faith so that I can remove mountains, but have not love I am nothing – a useless nobody.

Even if I dole out all that I have to give food to the poor, and if I surrender my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love endures long and is patient and kind; love never is envious nor boils over with jealousy; is not boastful or vainglorious, does not display itself haughtily.

It is not conceited – arrogant and inflated with pride; it is not rude, and does not act unbecomingly. Love does not insist on its own rights or its own way, for it is not self-seeking; it is not touchy or fretful or resentful; it takes no account of the evil done to it – pays no attention to a suffered wrong.

It does not rejoice at injustice and unrighteousness, but rejoices when right and truth prevail.

Love bears up under anything and everything that comes, is ever ready to believe the best of every person, its hopes are fadeless under all circumstance and it endures everything without weakening.

Love never fails – never fades out or becomes obsolete or comes to an end. As for prophecy, it will be fulfilled and pass away; as for tongues, they will be destroyed and cease; as for knowledge, it will be superseded by truth.

For our knowledge is fragmentary and our prophecy is fragmentary.

But when the complete and perfect comes, the incomplete and imperfect will vanish away – become antiquated, void and superseded.

When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; now that I have become a man, I am done with childish ways and have put them aside.

For now we are looking in a mirror that gives only a dim reflection of reality as in a riddle or an enigma, but then, when perfection comes, we shall see in reality and face to face! Now I know in part; but then I shall know and understand fully and clearly, even in the same manner as I have been fully and clearly known and understood by God.

And so, faith, hope, love abide; these three, but the greatest of these is love."

(1 Corinthians 13:1–13)

 

***Ashworth's translation of the last part:

"For we know only in part, and we prophesy only in part. But at the coming of age, the partial will come to an end.

When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child: when I became an adult, I put an end to childish ways.

For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known."
(1 Cor 13:10-12)

 

 

PS - "Rose" (1986)

The image of the rose was one of my very first images to be published in a Photo magazine ("Foto" in Sweden, 1986). I put the rose at one of the big windows in my student apartment - against the open sky - while using a flash from the side.