bookwormpenguin's Random musings

I reign over you, says the God of Justice, in power exalted above the firmament of wrath; in Whose hands the sun is a sword, and the moon a penetrating fire: Who measures your garments in the midsts of my vestures, and trussed you together in the palms of my hands; Whose seats i've garnished with the fire of gathering; Who beautified your garments with admiration; to Whom I made a law to govern the Holy ones; Who delivered you an ark of knowledge. Moreover you lifted your voices and swore obedience and faith to Him that lives, and who triumphs; Whose beginning is not, nor end cannot be; Who shines as a flame in the midst of your palace, and reigns amongst you as the balance of righteousness and truth. Move, therefore, and show yourselves;open the mysteries of your creation, be friendly unto me, for I am the servant of the same God as you, the true worshipper of The Highest.

 🌎 Reflection: The Many Tongues of Hello When Kenneth L. Patton wrote “Hello, Man,” he reached into the silence between earth and sky, seeking another human voice to answer back. This page continues that reach — one “hello” at a time, in many languages, from many hearts. Each greeting is a bridge, a breath of recognition that says, I see you. I am here too. Though our words differ — Hola, Shalom, Namaste, Sawubona — their spirit is the same: a yearning for connection that transcends borders, faiths, and centuries. Together, these voices weave a single universal call: Hello, Humanity. ⸻ 🕊️ Companion Poem: Hello, World I stood where the sky meets the soil, where silence hums beneath the noise of living, and whispered, “Hello.” The wind carried it east — Hola, said a warmth beyond the ocean. It echoed south — Sawubona, said a heart that sees. It rose to the mountains — Namaste, said the spirit bowing in return. It drifted through the stars — Shalom, whispered peace itself. And every...