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Time to post another entry, that is. :-)

The stone of Fál wept for the great Brian Boru.
Looking out on the sea, the cliffs sadly waited,
For the foe that would come, and the land that was fated.
MacLiag the great poet, recorded his verse,
Into history Boru was forever immersed.
He had ruled with an honest and fair-hearted mind,
A fierce driven Son, and was one of a kind.
’Twould bode well in this day to find one so inclined.

As all Eire awaits the return of one rule,
The stories of old in their richness live on
In our hearts lies the passion, the burning, the pain,
For a Lion who is missing, and the call of the brave;
Hush! Now listen, and heed ’Tis a sound from afar,
Hear the wild tramp of victory our hearts to enslave.



Chivalry is not dead! Edmund Burke was wrong. The British isles may have lost their knights and fair maidens, but they live on in the hearts of men, and one day they will be evident to all eyes, not just to all hearts.

For the reality that is ours today is not the reality of the future. We are but shadows, waiting to be made "solid" by our Maker, the Inventor of chivalry, and the Father of the Greatest Knight.

Incredible, isn't it, how the pagans place all importance on the here and now, and how we eagerly wait for what is to come! Indeed, many of the pagan myths have an inverted view of reality: the Greeks and Romans, for instance, believed that the Underworld was entirely populated by mere shadows of men, pining for their earthly glory, wandering aimlessly, and waiting to be reincarnated into realness once more.

How different is our view! We are but shadows upon earth--the real glory is yet to come. We have not even begun to live.

Life. I believe this is the real difference between Christianity and all other "religions." Christ not only gives purpose to life, He gives Life. The best other religions can offer is oblivion. And who would want to go through eternity with his eyes shut and his ears stopped when he can experience unending joy, an unceasing flow of fine wine for the senses--for the soul? How can anything compare??

We are blind and deaf. We do not need a religion to make us this way, for so we are from the moment we are conceived. We are all damsels in distress--ugly, repulsive in our dirty rags, dead in the black pit.

But chivalry is not dead, and we are rescued by The Knight.
clothofdreams: (Default)
Time to post another entry, that is. :-)

The stone of Fál wept for the great Brian Boru.
Looking out on the sea, the cliffs sadly waited,
For the foe that would come, and the land that was fated.
MacLiag the great poet, recorded his verse,
Into history Boru was forever immersed.
He had ruled with an honest and fair-hearted mind,
A fierce driven Son, and was one of a kind.
’Twould bode well in this day to find one so inclined.

As all Eire awaits the return of one rule,
The stories of old in their richness live on
In our hearts lies the passion, the burning, the pain,
For a Lion who is missing, and the call of the brave;
Hush! Now listen, and heed ’Tis a sound from afar,
Hear the wild tramp of victory our hearts to enslave.



Chivalry is not dead! Edmund Burke was wrong. The British isles may have lost their knights and fair maidens, but they live on in the hearts of men, and one day they will be evident to all eyes, not just to all hearts.

For the reality that is ours today is not the reality of the future. We are but shadows, waiting to be made "solid" by our Maker, the Inventor of chivalry, and the Father of the Greatest Knight.

Incredible, isn't it, how the pagans place all importance on the here and now, and how we eagerly wait for what is to come! Indeed, many of the pagan myths have an inverted view of reality: the Greeks and Romans, for instance, believed that the Underworld was entirely populated by mere shadows of men, pining for their earthly glory, wandering aimlessly, and waiting to be reincarnated into realness once more.

How different is our view! We are but shadows upon earth--the real glory is yet to come. We have not even begun to live.

Life. I believe this is the real difference between Christianity and all other "religions." Christ not only gives purpose to life, He gives Life. The best other religions can offer is oblivion. And who would want to go through eternity with his eyes shut and his ears stopped when he can experience unending joy, an unceasing flow of fine wine for the senses--for the soul? How can anything compare??

We are blind and deaf. We do not need a religion to make us this way, for so we are from the moment we are conceived. We are all damsels in distress--ugly, repulsive in our dirty rags, dead in the black pit.

But chivalry is not dead, and we are rescued by The Knight.

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