Jessica Bibbee

Posts Tagged ‘made’

20150113

In aphorism on 20150113 at 23:55

Lo, what end awaits the airtight if not a burst or a leak? Rather to be like the sieve, made of steel and yet capable of letting even mountains pass through.

The atheist has a responsibility to forgive that which even a god does not will and so ever condemns. 

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20140225

In aphorism, tale on 20140226 at 11:06

《What Is, What Wills》

Once upon the deep, dwelled two pairs of seafaring lovers.

Both lived rather normal lives aboard their ships on the sea, full of ups and downs, as anyone would expect to see upon the sea.

On calm seas, both pairs made love with the illimitable passion of lovers held at bay.

But the sky does what a sky wills, and so oft brewed blackened clouds with the inevitable unknown beyond. It was in these times that the difference between the lovemakers was never more lucid.

For when the storms blew in, as only a fool could deny the inevitability of, the seasoned couple ceased their lovemaking, wisely understanding their lovemaking to be powerless against warding off the mighty storm. To them, worry was a more worthy and more rewarding charm.

The other couple continued to make love like only reckless lovers knew, much to the chagrin of the other lovers. And it was true that the lovers’ lovemaking did nary a thing to make the storm go away, to shorten the waves, or to lessen the impact.

Also true was it, that the cessation of the other lovers’ lovemaking neither did anything to encourage the passing of the storm.

For a truth is a truth as is a sail a sail. Wisdom lies in wielding a truth, not simply holding a truth.

For in the end, to the common eye, it was plain to see that lovemaking -and its lack thereof- had absolutely nary a thing to do with the coming of the storm, the size of the storm, nor the passing of the storm.

With the passing of a storm, what remained for the eye to see was but two sets of lovers at sea and two kinds of love as they so fit to see.

One, a weakened bond of fair weather lovers, who made love only when the sea was calm, losing only the opportunity to love each other through and so weather a storm together.

The other, a strengthened bond between the lovers, who made love without regard to a storm (or was it very much with regard to the storm?), losing only themselves in each other whether or not came the weather.

For a storm is what only a storm wills, and love is only what love wills.

20101005

In aphorism, poetry, proverb on 20101005 at 18:37

If the only way to fight fear is to understand it, then we must bear shields of tolerance and fashion weapons of compassion.

《Changdeok, Seoul》
Palace grounds made of stone
Palace walls made of wood
the setting sun hath shone
what might such beauty could.

20091103

In aphorism, proverb on 20091103 at 11:51

Religion is a last resort for the righteous.

For every inaction, there is a double-reaction.

A day in another’s shoes is the day before we ever understand our own shoes. Only after knowing others’ shoes and then our own, are we aware of our feet, aware of how our feet fit into this world -and that this world is made up mostly of others’ feet.

Who is not in the present, is absent.

20090907

In aphorism, proverb on 20090907 at 04:02

Memory Lane is a two-lane road, paved by memories made and memories reflected.