There is death all around us. The blood rising as high as a horses bridal. Death is the sin we live in, an ocean of blood that feeds us and stops us cold as stones in the track of time when judgement falls. And judgement falls like a thief in the night. In the bed as we lay next to our neighbor unaware. In the street soaked in blood at the hand of mighty. Under the stones of the temples as they fall. Alone wrapped in the fever that the sin infected blood consumes our bodies with. In the womb by the mercy of the one who carries us. Death is the sin we live in, the darkness, the ocean, the abyss, and the only light is the faithfulness unto a thousand generations in the Lord's love and His commandments, thou shall love the Lord with all thy heart and all thy mind and all thy strength, and thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.
Advice to the young...and old.
Kosciuszko's Advice to a Youth To do honor to your family and yourself and at my recommendation, you must reread what follows every day so that it will be engraved on your memory on which your well being will depend. Rise at four in the summer and six in the winter. Your first thoughts must be directed towards the Supreme Being; worship Him for a few minutes. Set yourself to work with reflection and intelligence, either at your prescribed duty carried out in the most scrupulous manner, or perfect yourself in some science in which you should have true mastery. Avoid lying under any circumstances in your life, but always be frank and loyal and always tell the truth. Never be idle but be sober and frugal even hard on yourself while indulgent to others. Do not be vain nor an egotist (1763 https://www.etymonline.com/word/egoist). Before speaking or answering on something, reflect and consider well in order not to lose your point and say something stupid. Never fail to give due recogniti
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