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Too many questions, most of which lead to more questions...which, in turn, lead to more. Vicious cycle. I am faced with the reality that, more than likely, I will not see the answers to any of these in my lifetime, and perhaps it would be more efficient not to wonder about them at all. Yet, as I lay here, I realize that such thoughts are neither futile nor inherently productive; they are simply what keep me who I am.
...What is it with Humans and the search for God?
Sometimes I think it would be nice to be a sheep. To see the world as its concrete facade... To see the face of God in cross, moon or star... But, then, how dull...
God is the space within a synapse.
Far better to see the world in a grain of sand...
Thank you, Blake.
...What is it with Humans and the search for God?
Sometimes I think it would be nice to be a sheep. To see the world as its concrete facade... To see the face of God in cross, moon or star... But, then, how dull...
God is the space within a synapse.
Far better to see the world in a grain of sand...
Thank you, Blake.