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The Thief in the Summer Days — Jezreel Madsa Lo, far so as laughter and mirth is found The sons of men in sheer ignorance feast! By surprise thou at summer days abound Trembles are the grounds of the greater and least! Visit me not in my youth Oh gentle thief! Keep the jars of my head empty and lull For thy menace wipes my skin like handkerchief Thy presence blaring may it be yet dull To where go I should, or flee if I would? Behold, certain is thy shuddering advent In Hades dwelt thou in plain solitude Past shalt the days be when thou art silent Thou must to flee, Soul, seek death by your own Hide behind the Rock—in Him and him alone

Love—the Amalgamation of Reason and Affection “Penis erectus non habet conscientiam” (An erect penis has no conscience) ~ Archer Taylor [ The Proverbs ] Love is the consolidated product between affection and reason; that is, unless affection is produced by, or agrees with our rationality—only then it would be logically called love. For many today, people have different relative conceptions of what love is. Some have thought of it as a bizarre ‘electrifying’ feeling that produces bent to smile and sometimes with an element of sexual urge. All of these notions nonetheless are simply guesswork and are deficient of grasp as to the nature of love.  As is true, most people in this postmodern era, where ‘relativism’ thrives as an epistemological philosophy—i.e. truth is seen as something that is dependent upon one’s point of view or subjective opinion. In effect, our conventional knowledge of love becomes arbitrary, to say the least; and its significant meaning becomes contin