The document discusses how calling positive concepts by negative names does not change their inherent qualities. It provides over a dozen examples of describing things like nature, human experiences, and virtues in insulting or demeaning ways, but asserts that this verbal reframing does not "wholesomely" remove the original positive attributes. The overall message is that the essence or spirit of something cannot be undermined just by the negative labels or characterizations used by others.

1. JUST BECAUSE
Just because somebody calls the compassionately breathing rose a pathetically
dilapidated gutter; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its stupendously
perennial fragrance,
Just because somebody calls Omnipotently dazzling Sun a cadaverous hell of abysmal
darkness; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its unconquerably blistering
flamboyance,
Just because somebody calls the impregnably luminescent mountains an inanely frigid
mosquito; doesn’t mean that they wholesomely lose all their indomitably endless
temerity and unflinchingly peerless strength,
Just because somebody calls the majestically fathomless deserts a lividly wounded
traitor; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its blazingly coruscated and
timeless splendor,
Just because somebody calls the seductively dancing nightingale an acrimoniously
ballistic thorn; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its enchantingly everlasting
and poignantly mesmerizing melody,
Just because somebody calls the voluptuous cloud an evaporating graveyard of
abhorrently insipid nothingness; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its
unprecedented whirlpool of heavenly sensuousness,
Just because somebody calls the mystically undulating wave a prison of disastrously
truculent monotony; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its vivaciously
exhilarating and unfathomable tanginess,
Just because somebody calls the wonderfully titillating and emolliently crafted poetry
an infinitesimal trash can of hyperbolic adjectives; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely
loses its ubiquitously everlasting essence of unfettered friendship,
Just because somebody calls the unbelievably pristine pearl a tawdrily molested
corpse of unthinkable profanity; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its royal
resplendence and exotically titillating charm,
Just because somebody calls the flight of uninhibitedly untainted freedom a
maliciously lambasting chain of hedonistically perverted slavery; doesn’t mean that it
wholesomely loses all its celestially altruistic fortitude,

2. Just because somebody calls the lap of the unconquerably sacrosanct mother an
insidiously gratuitous carcass; doesn’t mean that that it wholesomely loses all its
perpetually subliming effulgence and inimitable glory,
Just because somebody calls the vividly ebullient rainbow in the boundless sky a
lackadaisically venomous scorpion rotting in the dungeons of bizarre isolation;
doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its regally unsurpassable ocean of timeless
enthrallment,
Just because somebody calls the wind of beautifully egalitarian symbiotism an
indiscriminately cold-blooded eunuch tyrannically marauding every conceivable trace
of life in vicinity; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its pricelessly
bountiful religion of humanity,
Just because somebody calls the wails of the immaculately wailing infant an
apocalypse of murderous doom; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its
spell bindingly insuperable innocence and godly mischief,
Just because somebody calls the united fabric of eternal living kind an orphaned
stone forlornly fretting on the vagrantly obsolete streets; doesn’t mean that it
wholesomely loses all its unshakably Omnipotent aura and undefeatable
companionship,
Just because somebody calls the iridescently blossoming seed a curse on the trajectory
of this eclectic planet; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its unassailably
ecstatic freshness,
Just because somebody calls the silken sensuality of paradise a devilish ghost
invidiously permeating the hindside; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all
its indefatigably vibrant aristocracy and inexhaustibly Omniscient aura,
Just because somebody calls the sword of patriotically unchallengeable truth a
dolorously disparaging coward retreating back into his egregiously worthless shell;
doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its unceasing bravery and Omnipresent
exhilaration,
Just because somebody calls the chapter of endlessly bestowing life an amorphously
stuttering oblivion of treacherous death; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its
astoundingly indomitable and miraculous proliferation,
And just because somebody calls our unequivocally immortal love a manipulatively
sinful compromise; doesn’t mean that it wholesomely loses all its perpetually bonding
beats and magnetically humanitarian swirl .