Proverbs 18:2 (NLT) - Fools have no interest in understanding; they only want to air their own opinions.
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Proverbs 18:2 (NLT) - Fools have no interest in understanding; they only want to air their own opinions.
A fool takes no pleasure in understanding, but only in expressing his opinion.
(Proverbs 18:2, ESV)
Fools have no interest in understanding; they only want to air their own opinions. — Proverbs 18:2 | New Living Translation (NLT) Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved. Cross References: Proverbs 12:23; Proverbs 13:16; Proverbs 18:3; Ecclesiastes 10:3
Fools find no pleasure in understanding but delight in airing their own opinions.
-Proverbs 18:2
Fools find no pleasure in understanding but delight in airing their own opinions.
(Proverbs 18:2 NIV)
Spirits of Injustice
Crack windows free of sill and shady hatch
And watch the light dance free of frame or curse.
A wizard watches, mystified, entranced.
Where hollows beckoned in the emptiness,
Laid bare a resurrected universe.
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All kinds of creatures swarmed about the wall
So gently teasing at the watchman's eyes
With promises of magical unknowns
To be his prize if only he would sheath
Defenses for their newfound enterprise.
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Unfaltering in courage and repute,
Their guardian refused to acquiesce.
Spoke harpies, ravens, dragons, or the Prince
Of Demons could not waver his intense
And steadfast magic powers coalesced.
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Their banterings could nary win a boy
Who barely stood above a table high.
So poured the wizard's wealth of ancient Din
Intense as bludgeons crushing heads and ears,
Enveloping the warp secure and tight.
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The fool he was. A fool in deed and truth.
Intent as jailer to the twisted souls,
More spirits swarmed against his mystic sound.
His Din, though far beyond academies
Became a whisper to corrupt assaults.
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Their Din was pleasant to his tired ears,
It felt so right to flow within their songs.
Crept slow, his warmth, away from wizened eyes.
And slow, he crept, into the Frame of Strife
To join cacophonies of pleasant wrongs.
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Cracked skin became a creviced, sunken scar.
His eyes dissolved into their sockets, blind.
As bones, embrittled, burst from marrow out,
His stolen breath exhaled a final screech,
Consumed by that which promised pleasure's bind.
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The silent room. A window forged itself,
From stolen souls who tarry in it's midst,
Awaiting he who dared to lift it's sash
And steal away the cursed light again:
The hollow Din which holiness dismissed.
Proverbs 18:2 (CEV) - Fools have no desire to learn; they would much rather give their own opinion.
Fools do not want to understand anything. They only want to tell others what they think. — Proverbs 18:2 | New Century Version (NCV) The Holy Bible, New Century Version®. Copyright © 2005 by Thomas Nelson, Inc.