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Francis Bernardone – Faith is not about faith but of belief in oneself……
Eyes that blind thee , troubles far over the backs of the deceivers
The Stigmata of Giovanni Francesco di Bernardone after Giotto
You see, its too soon, yet the game seems taken by you, forever forgiven in dreams of hate. I am that who sees, blasphemy eyes over God, the savior of man in his humblest form. Choose not them against his will…Amen
If you want to believe in Christianity, you must believe in the faith of Francis of Assisi. This work at first had a purity, but then I neglected the very fact that he, Francis of Assisi believed more within himself than what others expected of their faith.
In the feinin: So I was jailed, never mind that. Believe in something, almighty, grand, inspiring. Sit near a tree, give you time to God, almighty heaven. I saw your brother, I kissed his feet, I tore a ligament, I bled to the floor. Solitude, great almighty, majestic love in perfection. All around me I sang to thee, all around me I sang to thee. Impossible to think, I was jailed you see. Order, laceration, magical gift, monks, loser, courage, patronization, scrotum
With these two studies, the crucifixion piece and Saint, I became very particular over the details, but also I was frustrated at each stage not getting it right. I want better of this. Why am I doing this I’ve been asked many times, I don’t have an answer and I am at a stage were I really don’t know, nor am I fully enjoying the experience so independently alone without some sort of tactile intervention.
Beyond what I believe, there lies the truth, Justice is never pure, until your hands are tied, beaten, robbed, cast with stone. Love wanders far from the souls who seek his name. ” Where is he before him”
The man you see here relies on the principal of his faith which guides him to wherever he needs to go. He is blind but also wears a pair of hearing aids to amplify his weak hearing. On the steps near Lord Kitchener former home in Diego Martin, he once stood on the pavement and tapped his cane profusely on the edge as he held a rosary with a crucifix to his chest then raised it the sky. This was in his attempt to cross the road. Eventually, a good Samaritan ahead came to his aid.
Whether this is an example of faith. it explains the power of trust in something and to the handicaps and crutches you believe you may have, believe in the belief will take you to and back safely.