Today nothing much happened in my life. I added some new words to my mental machinery and these I would like to use, using tropes. The sawbones is skilled in the medical field of archery. The mountebank operates with a pack of lies. The skinflint donates charity with a measly sum of pennies. The spendthrift lives a life of a sybarite. Lucifer is master canker-blossom. He had a cacoethes for coining neologisms. Hell is tantamount for death.
We all know how Joseph, hated by his brothers out of jealousy, sold him to the Egyptians. There he became a supervisor in Potiphar’s household. When Potiphar’s wife tried to seduce the handsome Joseph, he did not relent. She accused him of molestation and Potiphar threw him into jail. In prison he was able to successfully interpret the dreams put forth by the baker and the wine maker. Later on he was called by the Pharaoh to interpret his dreams which he did ebulliently. The pharaoh placed him as the second in command next to him and asked him to stockpile food for the coming drought. Joseph as an idiom stands for the evolution of triumph or victory after a period of disaster and ruin. How I wish for a period of Joseph to happen in my life.
We all know the story of Abraham who was tested by God Jehovah Jesus to sacrifice his son at the altar. When he was about to sacrifice his son, God said: ‘stop; you have kept your steadfast faith in me; sacrifice the ram entangled in the bush.’ Sacrifice as an idiom stands for good things happening in life and good things yet to come after a period of downs in one’s life. My enduring faith, trust, and hope in God—Jehovah Jesus will have a positive outcome as sacrifice.
Over the earth
As a mystic Cloud;
The sky is grey
Like a sunken
In a dream….
I wait for