There are many questions in life, in why a melody composed in Heaven plays in one's mind a symphony and one composed on earth plays within the same mind.
The Grande Inquistor is one who does not know and is therefore inquiring in questions, but the Lord as Judge knows all, and dispenses Righteous Judgement without question nor accusation, but sentences in Truth.
Oh death where is they sting, oh grave where is thy victory? The answer is not in failings, but in the Victory Christ provides to only those who choose to mould themselves to His Gospel completely, for the Law corrects those who will to be corrected to Life, and the Law condemns those who will to be sentenced to death.
The Bishop Pig of Anglo France allowed the question no one could answer, to the General of France, a teenage girl commissioned by God, as to the state of Grace according to Catholic doctrines of Angels dancing upon pin heads.
If I am in a state of Grace, I pray God keeps me, and if I am not in a state of Grace, I pray God places me there.
Jehanne du Arc du Lis
The Holy Ghost provided the answers as God always does to confound the wisdom of the human mind.
That which plays in the mind as a song to you, might be a torture to a mind vexed upon the frequencies of too frequent interaction with satan or it's material forces.
Bach with his choir boys, once commended them and chastised the same compliment when they had finished one of his Inspired presentations. He told them, "If you were singing for me, your rendition would be wonderful, but you are singing for God, so sing it again".
I have this tendency to be not just protective of Joan of Arc, but possessive. This of course is from the Warrior Queen of the Reubenites, as she as betrayed by a host of Judas', and at Home with Christ and the Mother Mary, so safe that none but someone she visited in the brier patch could ever touch her.
In that, she like most requires more protection from me than from the din who would clutch her trail.
I have sat upon her tree, in the roots of the benches of her visitation. She is woman in full grace. I here the whispers now of those who struck down her earthly fairy tree, in not recognizing language, she could see the cruelty of the form of the words, by their very structure.
The structure though was the tears of her page who had listened to her Prophetic voice speaking of her own end as she had seen the tree.
Those drawn to Light, were sketched here from a time before, in knowing the lines of the portrait to which they would become the whole story. Those in symphony, have their Olivet in being the note in that resonance they respond to in God's composing, for in that note they hear themselves.
Euclid's 47th has not just Sacred Geometric patterns, but those patterns are beyond the vision to the sound.God is Love, but Love is emotion, and emotion is all senses bound to one frequency of Thought.
Is bacon as delicious, without mayonnaise, bread toasted, lettuce and tomatoe.
Rhetorical, as is each one as delicious in singular, when of course they are.
Is a tomatoe only a tomatoe, or is she the heat of summer sun, dry air and wet showers, nutrients of soil and genes of plant.
The residence of bacon is more than porcine, for grain and fodder, lard and age, genus and sex, all are but the start, as is curing in salt and hickory smoke.
Mayonnaise, and what of olive to corn in oil, what of eggs of the field to eggs of the stall, and what of spices and herbs grown wild or tame.
What of lettuce born sweet in leaf or head, spring or summer heat.
The sandwich does not live by bread alone, nor does man.
The knight is not so much a concorde of military genius, but is more the evolution of position for the limits of human dimensional thought.
Position is everything upon the board, in weakness or strength, for by position, weakness is made strong and strength is made weak.
Equal strength and it is position which gains advantage and advantage gains victory.
It is the Light in the darkness which shows the way exposing what is in the darkness, but the Light exposes itself in that darkness, as the darkness in Light is a shadow of dangers that lurk unseen.
One note played out of sequence is not a melody.
One failure not paid attention to, undoes a complete victory.
One king holding an entire nation at bay that a young girl set free by being moral.
How much more is the world now hostage by millions of immoral flowers become weeds.
We are responsible for our thoughts, words and chosen actions as God is responsible for our care.
Grand Inquisitor translates to Grand Inquistor from English to Icelandic and Icelandic to English.
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