THE JAWS OF WEAKNESS

Tolerating with half-hearted humility - I've long since discovered and accepted - I must go on! - I cannot lay my cross-questions and cross-questions, as one who, a far traveller, hopes for guidance, To a crowd of men called Men! The system-contexts of the world have been lost for twenty years or so, then the tight yoke of yoke has strangled, and drawn and squeezed with determined and purposeful will, the ordered daily life of our lives, nowadays the exaggerated and cheap freedom seems to forget the moral spirit of order and the fact that independent thought can still be a breeder of fertile ideas, and to trample in the mud, without regard for humanity, the half-witted characters who wish to create and bear witness to humanity!

Let us all look into the intellectual mysteries of ourselves, and with a gentle and accepting word confess: an honest conscience, perhaps we shall have the backbone of will to put together the whole theory of the unbreakable truths of the parts that mean something to us, and perhaps with a hearty understanding we may yet change again in the direction of right decisions! - For it is our duty to give an account of ourselves, so that we may preserve the honest peace of our conscience!

 When I think that the human soul is easily seduced, even by the most corruptible seduction, - like a diamond sparkling with flirtatious glitter, - I am seized with a trembling fear and a dreadful consciousness: what will become of the fate of men of good intentions, if the Damocles' thread of truth is broken?

  Hopefully too, but often we should conceal our broken human true feelings from others - so that the biting grip of weakness may not hold us as a tight noose.