Eloquence is not the symmetry of the word smith. It is the ability to express truth in a pleasing way that entices the self-love of the hearer to take an interest. Alsup is a sophisticated writer but cannot be considered eloquent because of the absence of truth. In his Kinney order he categorically lists many fragments of truth but places them all parenthetically within a fraudulent premise, "words differently arranged have different meaning, and meanings differently arranged have different effects," Blaise Pascal.
What I've discovered in my short journey of existence is that T.S. Elliot observed what I have seen. "The majority of mankind is lazy-minded, incurious, absorbed in vanities, and tepid in emotion, and therefore incapable of either much doubt or much faith; and when the ordinary man calls himself a skeptic or an unbeliever, that is ordinarily a simple pose, cloaking a disinclination to think anything out to a conclusion."
I have been faced with this cloak adorned as a black robe with force. To the intuitive mind this is an enigmatic challenge seeking conclusion. To the dullard a mere triviality of surrender phrased "you can't fight city hall."
Being capable of much doubt in a battle as this also means I am capable of much faith. That faith has been expressed eloquently to the intuitive reader who for the constant and versatile application of truth entices their spirit to love themselves by trusting God. This is living the life you've been given. Everything else is just passing through.