On the path to reconciliation, between G-d and mankind, many endeavors have been made. Perhaps, as many to replace Him as well; most notably, the Tower of Babel, a failed construction project. Today, “crucial to finding the way is this: there is no beginning or end” (Jo Harjo). At least, that is what the architects of this brave new world would like us to believe, once all history, traditional values, and religion has been deleted. This promise of a never-ending utopia in tandem with the innovations of technocracy will not succeed. For in the beginning, G-d formed His own blueprints, design, and overall goals for humanity. And, in the end, “those who are wise shall shine like the brightness of the firmanent” (Daniel 12:3). So, be circumspect, be aware of the signs of the times; and, above all, wait for light to appear at dawn (Psalm 130:6; Proverbs 4:18).
Understanding is born out of the silence of the heart.
Beyond these shadows of darkness, hiding in the corners,
the light will prevail, truth will be revealed to those who seek;
and, faith will triumph over the lure of worldly agendas.
There is more than one kathèkon, who will stand
against the sweeping tide of secularism;
more than one enlightened soul,
who knows of the revelation from Above.
Nothing under the sun will remain hidden in the darkness,
nor will any untruth echo into the depths of the mind.
The truth will be shown to all in due time, by a heavenly voice,
not the fact checkers, censors, and big media outlets.
Have you not considered, have you not heard?
We are being constantly inundated by the viewpoints,
espoused by those who are given a voice in the media;
while all dissent, silenced, fades from the public eye.
Am I living in the same world that existed yesterday?
If they had their way, they would even cancel out G-d.
Will I acquiesce to the silence?
I’ve grown lazy,
as my dreams clash with reality.
I have become disconnected from the actual,
because I focus on what would be ideal.
I sit behind my screen, peering into the world.
Trying to gain some kind of perspective,
that will shed light on current events.
Every time that I close down the screen,
the world vanishes along with the pixels,
that make up words and images.
On the morrow, they will reappear,
reconfigured in new patterns,
as changeable as the currents
of life that pulse through
a pastiche of reality
that never captures the essence,
falls short of the mark every time,
because of divisiveness, bias,
and myopic visions.
Like the parable about the elephant,
each person only able to describe
a singular part of the whole.
Yet, hope is on the horizon,
when the lies subside
and the truth prevails.
The long awaited Kingdom,
wherein the lion and the lamb
live in peace with all of mankind.
To this, I look forward,
when all else is in disarray,
when mountains crumble,
I know that what remains
will be here to stay.
The ebb and flow of life,
already curtailed by the plague;
normalcy continues to diminish,
when strife adds fuel to the fire.
Nowhere in sight,
nor in the news is the story
told of the plight, common to all of us.
Factions, divisions, and arguments
seem to prevail, in this arena
of strife, contention, and accusations:
a medley of disunity, instead
of a harmony of opposites.
Everyone needs to breathe fresh air,
and ponder upon the big picture,
because we’re all in this together,
pleading in our hearts for mercy,
if not from man, then from G-d Above.
I prefer not to engage,
as I sit behind my screen,
in the cacophony of voices
that constantly compete online,
promulgating self assertion,
rather than discussion.
So, I wait patiently,
rather than join the fray,
until my voice is lifted,
first to Heaven for revision,
before making its way to the page.
Does anyone, including myself, consider
that words carry weight into posterity,
ultimately to be reviewed by the judge,
when the ledgers are drawn on our account?