Wednesday 18 May 2016

(MORALITY AND ETHICS [continued(5)])[19th April 1987]

[Redbook3:207][19870419:1050c](MORALITY AND ETHICS [continued(5)])[19th April 1987]

19870419.1050
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It is important to keep in mind what Love is: the pure quality of Love. In my cynical early twenties*, perhaps in unconscious reaction to I.Corinthians.XIII**, I wrote a poem*** about what love really seemed to involve – if I remember rightly:

Love is … {sex? Wanting?}, love is need,
Love's possession love is greed,
Love is jealous and unfair.
Pure Love is rare.”

These impure appearances of Love – impure because stained by selfish emotions etc. (not just clouded? More vocabulary definition required here) – are not Love, the Quality, sufficient to make the Selfish selfless.


*{c.1972?[Yes -- [Redbook1:231A(x233A)][19720321a][City][8th March 1972]].}

**{esp. 1.Cor.13:4-8[:
1Corinthians13:1-13
[A/KJV with “love” substituted for “charity”, and archaic word forms updated.]

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not love, it profits me nothing.

Love suffers long, and is kind; love envies not; love vaunts not itself, is not puffed up,
Does not behave itself unseemly, seeks not her own, is not easily provoked, thinks no evil;
Rejoices not in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth;
Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never fails: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.
For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.
But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.

When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.

And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is Love.
][As read at the memorial service for [BE], 2015]}

***{Actually:--
'Love’s possession; love is greed;
Love is lust and love is need;
Love is jealous and unfair.

Pure love is rare.'
[--[Redbook1:231A(x233A)][19720321a][City][8th March 1972]].}

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