Tuesday, August 5, 2008

If only they had in Eden.

Hi, what's your name?
Hombre.
What are you doing here, Hombre?
Oh, I'm just trying to get to the end. This stage of life, it is a competition with completion being the prize. You owe it to yourself.
Near the end the sentiment is, the end is coming, the end of my tether, I can't go further.
And at the end there's a sense of achievement, waste, sadness, relief.
At the end there is either fear or peace.
Glide with the temperance of a dolphin.
Pray as if your answers dance. See the child in everything.
I walk along, the world like a balloon beside me, red eyes burning on in a world where oil companies advertise they are helping to reduce pollution. A world of consumer slavery with people who don't believe in God and know that slavery is wrong.
People can do God's will without knowing it, Hombre.

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