Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Critical Reading the Scroll Marked II or Nine

I will greet this day with love in my heart. For this is the greatest secret of success in all ventures. Muscle can split ina shield and even destroy life but only the unseen power of love can open the hearts of men and until I master this art I will remain no more than a peddler in the market place. I will make love my greatest weapon and non on whom I call can defend against its force. My reasoning they my counter; my speech they may distrust; my apparel they may disapprove; my face they may reject; and even my bargains may cause them suspicion; yet my love will melt all hearts like to the sun whose rays soften the coldest day.
And how will I do this, Og, my friend? I shall look on all things with love and shall be born again? Well, I am a monkey. I will love the sun, for it warms my bones (I do no have any, I am a toy-made). I will love the rain for it cleanses my spirit. I will love the light for it shows me the way; I will love the darkness for it shows me the stars. I will welcome happiness for it enlarges my heart; yet I will endure sadness for it opens my soul. I will acknowledge rewards for they are my due; yet I will welcome obstacles for they are my challenge.
I will greet this day with love in my heart. Ok, I will do

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