How the sophists play at golden
Ends of civilizations. For
The prosperities of those men
Who were their elite forbearers
Did build with Reason's Sun and Rain.
The joyful sun, a Priori...
Sad rains, a Posteriori.
Which, the civilization springs
Like the grass, when both are balanced.
Yet, from both Science or Phenom
Does the sophist never know, faced
With unknowns, void by faith's phantom.
Aught, Science and Phenomena
Cause sweet wisdom's diaspora.
History's witness
And being's ontology
And Cause's Effect
Are the measures of all good
Philosophy: listen; look.
It is not always about ends and means, but, sometimes, that things are what they are.
Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.
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