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Everything Limps
I walk with a limp. I speak with a limp. I think with a limp. I pray with a limp. Nothing is now as it was created to be. Everything limps. Even the most awe-inspiring facets of creation groan. Their beauty stunted with a stutter, a fracture, a chip. We’ve grown so accustomed to the…
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The Bridge (Between Life and Death)
What if between Life and Death lay a bridge? A causeway of consciousness… I imagine it to be short – slightly less than a body length, so that your head may be on one side but your feet on the other. Such a bridge would be the result of the kindness of life’s Engineer. It…