INTO THE FACE OF SWEET LADY LIBERTY LOST AND
THE EVER PRESENT COSMIC PURITY OF DIVINE TRUTH
EVEN IN THE EVIL BRUTAL FACE OF TOTAL INJUSTICE.
READY YET TO STAND UP WITH ME
& MAKE A "YOU ARE" DIFFERENCE?
Although I do see where the spiritual intonation peers through the lyric at us, I see here, too, the personal commentary of an inner moral dilemma being posed by the subject and the step by step process by which he rationalizes his justification for not following his inner personal voice. This person wants desperately to shed his etiquetted skin and stand on the purity of truth rather than cower in civilized silence in the face of injustice.
He theorizes the consequences of such an action on his part. He knows his statement will upset the world that, up to this point, was living comfortably in its own shallow self-deception. Because his view is so different from everyone else, he knows this will upset the sedate tranquility of those around him. In defensive retaliation, rather than re-examining, reforming, and admitting to the error of their ways, society would turn its collective, disdainful back on his statement and proclaim the fundamental truth he has exposed to be merely the folly of a prankster.He goes on to see that he will not be taken seriously and cries in the frustration of being the only one who has had this vision of truth and reality. He feels alone and small in the cosmos.
At this, he knows the world will take great delight in his outward appearance of weakness and defeat and in their arrogance he knows they will unite in crushing declamation and mercilessly taunt him wherever he goes, all the days of his life.
He looks up, seeking heavenly approval and resolve of the issue. He attempts to clear his eyes searching for a sign of the miraculous awakening of those around him. Just as he begins to dry his eyes in the faith that, because of his sincerity of heart, there will surely now be change, he tumbles out of his dream-state into reality.He falls hard from grace back into the moment.The enormity of the entire situation crashes over him like a tidal wave as he sees the ramifications of what he has started by his simple statement of truth.
He is paralyzed in thought and can no longer make sense of his own words as they drown in the whirlpool of confusion between human emotion and soulful truth. He eventually dies a broken man because he knows the truth but never pursued it to the fullest of its intent due to his lack of courage in his own personal convictions.
He saw himself as wholly inadequate to challenge what he did not approve of in this world so he never stood up for what he believed in.
After his death, civilization perpetuates itselfin its blithe ignorance, unscathed by the voice of truth
he held within. He is gone, and with him, the potential
threat he posed to a thinly-skinned euphoric society.
In the end, he sees that he had indeed been right and that society was truly wrong. He knows then, all too late, that he would have made a difference if only he had not given in to his own imagined fears. He wasted a lifetime repressing himself and the truth he had once envisioned. He had become his own worst enemy. He had shackled his own soul down - not the society that he had tried to hold accountable for his lack of action. He ultimately became the very thing he once morally raged against - a silent, self-deceiving member of a pretentious urbane society.
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& THEN THERE ARE ALWAYS THOSE SO GUIDED BY THE AWAKENING LIGHT OF SWEET LADY LIBERTY'S
DIVINE CALLING OUT FROM THE HEAVENS ABOVE...
WHO EVEN IN THE FACE OF CONSTANT CONSTERNATION,
REBUKE, BANISHMENT & EVEN DEATH CONTINUE TO...
MORALLY RAGE AGAINST A SILENT, SELF-DECEIVING PRETENTIOUS
URBANE SOCIETY OF LOST SOULS & MUTED FOLLOWER FOOLS...
A GOOD EXAMPLE WAS...
Edward Roscoe Murrow: March 9, 1954
We will not walk in fear, one of another. We will not be driven by fear into an age of unreason, if we dig deep in our history and our doctrine, and remember that we are not descended from fearful men. [...]
We proclaim ourselves, as indeed we are, the defenders of freedom, wherever it continues to exist in the world, but we cannot defend freedom abroad by deserting it at home.
(Also Dedicated For & In Memoriam To
Egbert Roscoe Murrow: April 25, 1908 – April 27, 1965)
& some fine ending lines to his March 9, 1954 broadcast
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UNTO THE TORCH WE ALL SHARE &THE AWAKENING BURDEN WE ALL BEAR
SO READY TO TAKE A "YOU ARE" ENLIGHTENED WALK ON THROUGH
TO THE OTHER SIDE OF SWEET LADY LIBERTY'S AWAKENING LIGHT
TO ALL GREEN GLADIATORS WORLDWIDE
IN STRENGTH & HONOR "I SALUTE YOU"
~ GLADIATOR ZERO ~
AND THUS UNTO SWEET LADY LIBERTY'S ENLIGHTENING
TIMELESS DIVINE DOORWAY TO ETERNITY & BEYOND...
THUS MAY SWEET LADY LIBERTY'SPASSIONSWORD ARENA FORCE BE WITH YOU ALWAYS
Signed Gladly, Sadly & Tragically
At The Silent PassionSword Blades Edge
We Bitter Over Bitter Sweet Gladiators
Of The Society Of The Sacred PassionsWord
AGAIN DEDICATED TO MY ONE TRUE LOVE...SWEET LADY LIBERTY
AS YOU FADE ONCE MORE JUST LIKE BEFORE FOREVER TO BLACK
ONCE AGAIN IN DIVINE DEDICATION & IN MEMORIAM TO MY NONNA ARENA ~ OUR LADY LIBERTY
& TRULY THE PASSIONATE RED ROSE OF OUR
ANCIENT TIMELESS TINDARA-ARENA FAMILY
FOREVER...FOREVER & EVER & EVER & EVER... FOREVER
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