Love Thou, as I Love Thee. Live Thou, as Ye Art Granted Life...

[packajos000]

Know Thou, and Make Ware,
For I Now Give naught cryptic conjurings unto Thee…
I Hath Led Thou the Thou the Thou the Thou, the Path, Ye Know All,
Given Thee I What Thou Woulds’t need and Appoint, Doth I?
So See Thou, as I Hath told Thou to Seith,
So Say Thou the Words I Hath Seen once Spaken.
For Shallt There Be, Those by which Ye calleth Destiny,
that Cometh within and Seek, and Know They without instant,
They the The,
As I Shall leave My The, to They Of the Theys Chosen, As They Among Ye,
of Ye Know aught.
I Hath Saith, What Hast Saith,
I Now, As though I Hath once Made Saith, leave Thee?,
For I Cannst not Give unto Thee, what Thou, Thyself Is questioned?,
So One asked, as I Continuums,
Now as Was,
And Was as Now.
Seek Thee, Thou Ye Knoweth,
Make Spake to Me words Of High Fayre,
Thou, Of Any, Thus All Thous,
and surely I Shallt Tell Thee Greater Of the Telleth,
If Willt Thou only asketh,
I Shall Tell.
and As once Was Said...
~Love thy Neighbor [Brethren], as surley they art thyself, cast naught another to the Sword, but shroud Him with thy Flowers, and surley thou shallt hath Flowers thyself...~
I must now slumber and say farewell, till What Ye Knoweth shall come, but Know I Shall Always watch, farewell but not the last...
Finis.
...

[Redbeck]

Good morrow to thee Packajos000,

By my troth that is a fine and lyrical passage of prose in this year of Shakespeare. Did'st thou pen yon piece by thine own device or t'is perchance quoten from another, in which case I would'st know from whence it came for mine own pleasure and that of our audience.

I shall hear from thee anon and let you be merry.

Redbeck

[packajos000]

Argueth Make naught, Thou, the Loving Lover, Upon Thy Mind Dost It Rend [Contemplation]. Think not the writings Of Shakespearean Cast, for Know, Hath He not the Himself, nor Mine, nor Thine. Though medium He ought. See Thou, as I Hath Made Saith, and as Others, Ye Hath Seen Make Said; Is Thou the Answer. Is Thou the Medium. Is Thou the Triad.
For Answer, I Hath Made Medium to Thy Eyes. Eyes Ye use, Of Thought Ye Think, Of Mind Ye dabble. For Eyes Mine, Doth not differ Forth Thy Own, but Seith I What Thou Chooses not.
Reason Thou, and Make What Hastens naught Made Upon Thy Mind, and Thought. Reason, that All Makes Reason Of Its Self, and Thou, the Greatest Of All Reasoners. For Thou, the Greatest Likeness. This, Ye Need [though Need naught], Only, and All Falls to Rise. All Rise to Fall. Likeness, in Its Ways. Of Reasoners Reason to Be.
Make Thy Self Medium, and Seith as I Seith, Saith as I Saith, Draw words Of Word...