It is not solely or chiefly in virtue of the divine image that man effectively resembles God, but in virtue of his consciousness of being an image and the movement whereby the soul, passing in a way through itself, avails itself of the factual resemblance in order to attain to God.
Identity is not the face,Identity is not the trait,Neither is it the success pace,Nor is it the personality grace.Let alone it being your cliché phrase,Or did you think,It__ some religious faith?My child, it__ alarming that it__ none,It__ even not tongue,Then how can it be, what problems you have overcomeAnd the person you have become!This confused the little girl,and she was amidst a complex whirl,of thoughts, ideas and questions_.What is it then, Father?You have declined already,all that mattered.I can think no more,of what makes an individual__ identity?Help me through, Help me carefully.(Poem: Identity, Book: Ginger and Honey)
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Identity is not the face,Identity is not the trait,Neither is it the success pace,Nor is it the personality grace.Let alone it being your cliché phrase,Or did you think,It__ some religious faith?My child, it__ alarming that it__ none,It__ even not tongue,Then how can it be, what problems you have overcomeAnd the person you have become!This confused the little girl,and she was amidst a complex whirl,of thoughts, ideas and questions_.What is it then, Father?You have declined already,all that mattered.I can think no more,of what makes an individual__ identity?Help me through, Help me carefully.(Poem: Identity, Book: Ginger and Honey)
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