On being Immortalised

Someone once said to me:

'Berrington was a man who could whistle
A timetable in minutes he could chisle,
When he took up NFP, he hummed like a bee
But now he weeps like he stepped on thistle.'

The 'now' is now the then and therefore though weeping might have been true then now it's something inbetween. Whether I could really whistle the timetable it's just a matter of rhetoric for I could and indeed do whistle in whatever time I grasp to an extent that others have thought that I'm kind of a master whistler, if ever there was something of that nature, although I'm pretty sure that I would be no lesser than a mere novice.

That's what immortalisation does: freezing moments and time into timeless existence. When you meet the one being described you would most often than not fail to recognise him/her, for time would have swiftly passed, planting wrinkles that were never there, and obviously missing in the description.

Argument or Encounter

While many people out there have outstanding argumentative abilities, especially in matters relating to one's heart conviction, it's the encounter with the phenomenon that sets the record for those who only feel they can follow a particular aspect only after having convinced their minds. Matters of believing for example, as the term dictates are best pursued in faith, which is the language most received by God - 'For without faith it is impossible to please God'