“Do what you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic in the heart of man, love.”—Victor Hugo, Les Miserables
Oh, but how world will try: to denounce the beautiful as ugly; to raise ugly as ideal; to call on suppression of spirit and obeisance to the mass; that beauty and love are decided, changeable, by collective and not of the spirit; controllable and godless; not miracle and movement through inspiration of affections.
Attraction is not base. Affinity and favor are not evil. To recognize spirit’s draw to one before another; such is not wrongful prejudice. Gifts and blessings become base only when man, in selfishness, wills them so.
Oh, but how world will try: to make us doubt and, in fear, to hide away affections; levity of love becoming burden, weight, and shame from hiding what God intended us to share.
To deny spirit and confine mind to shape and messaging of world, annihilation is the end. Still, to every tested life, there lives breaking—decision—point; when devil and world near to claiming prize and murder of a soul open one final soul-escape—brokenness. For it is from brokenness—the blackness and darkness of despair amidst the shattering of self—that light shines through. Having nothing further to fear or lose, and beholden to affection of Light, a soul is provided an alternate end and fate: hope. Despite one’s brokenness, darkness sensed and lived in surrounding, there appears another undeniable aim: Light. Soul may surrender the relic, amass and become one into the collective annihilation of despair; or soul may will toward different aim—to live in hope for a better, possibility, discerned as Light.
And so some choose, Inspiration in affection for seen Light, stirred and woken soul changed from course of seemed inevitability. Fate is turned upon its head. Annihilation is averted.
Love lives; its ideal inspiration to after-actions, gifts, and offerings with only hope as beginning source. In love beget of hope from affection, instruments of the enemy’s attacks and ways are exploited for advancement of spirit’s Good: coercion, doubt, and force that drive spirits into withdrawal and defense are felled by the openness of soul—from brokenness—desiring to know, be known, and share one’s light and spirit held: love shown and shared.
The battle is turned.
In affection and affection of another’s lived love—through shattered brokenness—another discerns.
By absurdity, God transmutes instruments of the enemy and methods for man’s destruction into mediums and means for victory and salvation. False force of soulless collective is destroyed by those who stand and live for soul; who practice love with the eternal imperfection, misguidance, faults and errors—but goodwill—that is the purposeful imperfection that is man: each soul, and mankind in whole, in process of learning, discernment—elevation or declension from God-ideal that serves as aim.
“Do what you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic in the heart of man, love.” Oh, how the world will try; but—eternally—world will fail; so long as Light, God, are seen through the brokenness of world that, when all else is lost, leaves only hope—and love—for redemption.
“Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth…You are the light of the world…No one after light a lamp puts it under the bushel basket, but on the lampstand, and it gives light to all in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father in heaven.”
World’s power is proven weakness. World’s force becomes its end.
Eternally, do what it will, world will lose. So long as light exists—as is, was, and ever will be—you cannot annihilate that relic in the heart of man.
Evil, in all its blindness, will never see—eternally—it is but further instrument to God and Greater Good.
Eternally, love wins.