19. Of Passion and Action.........................

This  Poem   I   dedicate   to   all  the   girls   I   know,  in  particular    G.Y   who   has   always   provided   moral   support   to  my   blogging  activities. 

David   I  must   also    mention  as  our    official   bloggers'  Bard

who    triggered   my    efforts   at   " listening  to  the  inner  Voice ".

Of Passion and Action,

or,  Vice  and   Virtue,

and

of Ludwige and Luthien

norwegian twinned nymphs.

Of Passions and Actions which Motion inform

I shall here sing oh divine Muses,

Muses not Muse since mighty the task is

of all celestial deities and nymphs terrestrial

the approval and smile requiring.

Of Passions and Actions then,

of which,

in human and godly Deeds alike

wise Aristotle the stagirite

did measure the range and heights

defining these as Virtue

when from amidst their span,

in not exactly middling proportions

between  the  extremes,

which   Passion  and  Action  are 

the Motions of which  arise to those godly heights

that both Olympians and Hyperboreal

Artic and Antartic,

nordic and australic

godly abodes are.

Abodes  of  those whom Sir Laurence Gardner’s Anunnaki calls,

who  mightily  inhabit  such  heights

to which, from our Beings

Motions they cause continuously to ascend

as the reaction to the Motions by which

the gods keep on

either blessing or harassing us,

and that they cause descendingly

and condescendingly to reach us,

in order to laboriously amuse the One Who,

Alone,

Unity is also called and Jehovah,

Whose boredom they relieve

to avoid a return to the eternal and

a-sensual bliss

in which mortals and Creation alike

are just that a-sensual Nihilo,

that  Nothingness, that Void

in which God,  

IT( He/She)Who  is,

 is but an invisible, self-subsisting,

etc. etc. etc. 

Dot.

Vast as the subject and the mystery of it all is,

I shall it analogically to you virtually  esplain

oh dear cottonwhool-brained fellows of mine,

although always partially and in an incomplete fashion,

since of the gods to us the similarity

is not given to fully expose, to  us

who are to earth bound and find it hard to rise

to the ethereal and thought-thinning heights,

where it all can, always analogically and as  if   through  a  veil,

in a human fashion clear become.

I shall then call upon this task to accomplish,

Ludwige and Luthien, sisters, nymphs to my aid

who semi-divinely reside and courtly rule

in those hyperboreal arctic heights

which to the mighty grecian Olympus are twinned,

sisters who aptly can represent to us poor mortals,

Action and Passion in an erotically-amorous paradigmatic fashion

which more accessible is to our lusty and carnal attractions,

however intended by the Almighty

to be perfectible and meant to rise,

levitated as we supposedly are when sublimated

through the ordeals that Scarcity,  Entropy and Necessity

through the Motions, purifyingly placed on our earthly paths,

in order for these Motions, Virtues to become
through  practice  and  use.

I said analogically, meaning partially and imperfectly

since it is not fit and just to exactly aim

at a knowledge of things which

while gross and objectionable in us mortals

yet still divine and endearing are

when suffered and annunakely-wise performed.

Remember in fact oh cottonwhool-brained mortals

that in this song the judgment is from them

and not from us directed,

not relatively to our perfectibility

but to their hyperboreal and olympic loftiness  that  is  perfect.
And  this  is  the  stage  at  which  Charity  or  Agape'
make  their   presence  felt  as  absolute  peaks  
that  cannot  extremes  conceed.    

My joy bounds does not know, ecstatic becoming and mystic

when upon the sisters I finally can call,

having exhausted the unsavory and hard task

of clearing the way to them

that cottonwhooled human brains

must trod in order to their heights to rise.

Remember oh reader of mine, that the issue is not simple,  
but  paradoxical  indeed-:

Although to Eros, so  popular with us,  

the unavoidable first rung   belongs  

on  the   ladder of   analogical realities

that finally reaches  even  upo  to  God
from  God   down  to  us,  Agape'   flows,
Eros  to  redeem  and   lift,  and  this  Grace  is  called.  

 To human poles  of  Passion  and   Action

on the earthly line

there also correspond ones which are semi-divine on high,

and these are the ones which cause the rise on high
along  the   middling   term  between   both  extremes
in  accord   to   another  of  the   absolutes    
like  Agape'   above,  that   Justice  is  called.

Ludwige and Luthien, sisters, nymphs semi-divine,

are   semi-divine  Poles

who so differ  in  loftiness 
from poles of the same  and one Motion,
which   sublimated  must  be,

 human  and  mortal  ceasing to be,

by the subterfuge of   humans   rising  out

of the level, low line

that both of these connects  at 

of  human knowledge's  horizon's  the circle,

humans enslaving down-to-earth to their humanity  that  is  born  mortal,
however  paradoxically   also  immortal
if   the  soul  is   the  portal  that  to  the   divine   aspires.

The moving Force that from the middling part of such a line

such feat encompasses of human motion rising divinely,

powered through its lofty Poles,
those   below  and   above  alike,
in  a   conspiracy  allied,

by the Almighty Divine,

Virtue by Aristotle is called,

and is a link between Ludwige, Luthien and I,

in a blessed triangle that is semi-divine,

which all who strive and graced are, similarly entwines,

so that by rising they might fulfill that destiny

that to humanity was since the Beginning potentially assigned,

to become through Faith, Hope and Charity,

virtuous   Motion  and   Act.

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I shall now endeavour to tell imperfectly
and   sportingly   for   some   glee  to   realize    

of Ludwige and Luthien the arcane semblances,

so that you also oh cottonwhool-brained mortals

may recognise them when your turn may come

to rise even such as I may,  
when  so   graced,  
blissfully   do.

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Ludwige is Nibelungian and a Walkiria,

of Wagner’s and Goethe’s the filia,

of rotundities full,

both of the concave and convex sorts,

abundanttly endowed

such that even a constipated, anorexic little greek geometrician, 
who deprived of epic motions

by its elocutions and bickerings,

in the Agora’ continuously measuring and arguing

of abstract theorems,

artificially complicating everything and

insisting in only using letters instead of numbers

until the arrival of Mohammed

who blessed by the Moors is called,

who such nonsense exorcised.

The Greek only an unmarked ruler and a compass

to draw the geometrical figures allowed,

in order to demonstrate of Euclide’s,   the master,

the divine but wasted brightness.

Even such a geometrician of common sense so deprived

could appreciate  of  Ludwige's

the osculating and aloft-rising potentialities,

which extended from the line’s and proportionalities’ the science

to the  one  of  the circle and its circularities and irregularities,

even becoming tri-dimensional,

from conic sections giving rise

to parabolic, hyperbolic and ellypsoidic notions

with their asymptotic motions

which gave rise to trigonometry with all its sexual notions,

which the astronomers inspired revolutions various to observe

of the celestial bodies which also began to have Motions

whereas before had possessed

centrality, impassivity, staticity and eternity.

Which notions provided the spring

to Descartes, Leibnitz and Newton, etc.

to ponder and weigh the infinitesimally small,

that calculus became called, 
that  opened  the  way   to  the    invisible  motions   
of  the  elementary  particles 
   among   which   God    ITSELf   
used  to  hide   and  rest  sometime,  
awakened  by  the   rude,  petulant,   arrogant  
 Shabbath-chanting   
of   the    confounded,    self-deluded,   self-chosen
all-others   excluding   Abirus,   
the  Prophets  destroying
trouble-arousing   masters.

Philosophy in turn further seduced was

which thus left Theology behind,

who the Queen of Science had been called

without her maid to be served by.

However one must gratefully assent to the truth that

before the maid seduced was,

thanks to Aristotle’s distinctions between Potentiality and Act,

common sense had already begun to awake

in greek theoretical semi-platonic minds,

which the Ideas believed to be living celestial realities,

which through knowledge alone could humanity of Virtue instruct,

rather than to ascend  to  the  possibility  that a human could only be able to do so 

through Grace, experience and praxis,

that knowledge should inform rationally,discriminatingly and judgementally, until willingly

right Motion could become Virtue in right Act.

In fact, analogically speaking of her as Passion,

that  at  its  human  extreme   even  Vice   could   be,

in dear, opulently-built Ludwige,

all this had paradoxically a  beginning  had.

(   to  be   continued )