This document explores the power of a voice that comes from the heart. It uses a series of contrasts between weak and strong, fleeting and enduring to illustrate that a voice driven by altruism and a desire to spread goodness will resonate profoundly and connect with the divine, regardless of any other qualities. It concludes that if a voice is philanthropic, ardent for symbiotic goodness, and most importantly comes from the inner heart, then it will reach and bond with the Creator forever.

1. IF ITS FROM YOUR HEART
Whether it was fainter than the rustling of inconspicuous grass; or whether it
perpetually blazed through the mortuaries of depression forever and ever and ever,
Whether it squeaked like a disdainfully disappearing rat; or whether it handsomely
reverberated past the norms of the tyrannically conventional society,
Whether it cadaverously sunk an infinite feet beneath lackluster soil even
before it could arise; or whether it resembled the everlastingly enamoring
effervescence of the timelessly vivacious rainbow in celestial sky,
Whether it was as preposterously weak as the infidel ant; or whether it inimitably
silenced even the most infinitesimal trace of diabolism on this Universe in
a righteously single cry,
Whether it was more inarticulately mumbling than the winds of grouchily
disappointing oblivion; or whether it relentlessly roared like the majestically
unflinching lion; till times immemorial,
Whether it gasped and miserably stuttered like a lividly subjugated gutterpipe; or
whether it perennially blossomed like the tendrils of the sensuously untamed rose; to
blend with the compassionate moisture of the skies,
Whether it croaked like an acrimoniously repugnant frog; or whether it caressed the
innermost dormitories of the soul; like a brilliantly undefeated prince,
Whether it irascibly buzzed like the abjectly parsimonious mosquito; or whether it
timelessly danced in triumphant delight; like the very first droplets of ubiquitously
bonding and eternally fructifying rain,
Whether it rapidly deteriorated into vapid nothingness immediately after it had arisen;
or whether it unstoppably marched forward on the path to insuperably blessed
success,
Whether it forever bore the imprint of shamefully ludicrous timidity; or whether it
ebulliently galloped like an uninhibited kangaroo through the trails of fearlessly
enlightening adventure,
Whether it unceasingly seemed like the ethereally dwindling horizons; or whether it
vividly enthralled like the extraordinarily pristine oceans of magnanimously
rejuvenating froth,

2. Whether it sounded incoherent jinxed like quaint crusts of severely dilapidated rust;
or whether it proliferated into a cosmos of ever-pervading freshness till moments
beyond infinite infinity,
Whether it wobbled in the realms of impoverished uncertainty; or whether it
brilliantly glimmered like the Omnipotently flamboyant rays of the Morning Sun,
Whether it disintegrated into a corpse of pathetically disintegrating emptiness; or
whether it beautifully melanged with the mists of resplendently sensuous paradise,
Whether it penuriously flickered for a countless lifetimes; or whether it was an
unlimited times better than the cadence of the mellifluously gorgeous nightingale,
Whether it was as flaccidly indolent as the stride of the tortoise; or whether it raced
like stupendously kingly lightening through the most hideously truculent pathways of
horrific despair,
Whether it seemed as non-existent as the dead-mans lifeless carcass; or whether it
indomitably towered above every tangible and intangible entity on the trajectory of
this unbelievably unassailable planet,
Whether it sounded like the most haplessly pulverized brick of the foundation; or
whether it consecrated a whole new civilization of unconquerable goodness; upon its
synergistic dissemination into the atmosphere,
Irrespective of whatever; if your voice is altruistically philanthropic; if your voice is
tirelessly ardent for every bit of panoramically symbiotic goodness existing on this
boundless earth; if your voice is as pristinely sacred as the milk of your divinely
mother; most importantly if your voice above everything else is from the innermost
dormitories of your benign heart; then it irrefutably and immortally reaches and
bonds forever and ever and ever; with the Omnipotent breath of the Creator Divine.