Sunday, November 19, 2017
Nobody talks about it, but many write books about it. With all the darkness in the world, with the "Look at me and how well I am doing" mentality that drives us all to the point where we can grow no more, what does that get us? Security? Shit man, has any great thing ever been done rom a place o security? People look down on other people rom places o security. People become armchair quarterbacks and solvers o geopolitical conlicts ater a hal rack o beers and a bag o cheese nips. Then what? God? Then what do people inevitably do? Look down on those who don't worship as they do. This is why God is not the solution. So long as man walks the earth, there will be conlict and it will have one hell o a lot more to do with what was planned ahead o time, with a purpose, than anything the people will ever be told. With all the darkness in this world, there is light. But this light is not ound in all places by all people. It is ound in the cracks and crevices we ind within the darkness, the little openings o time. Just like lies, the truth is presented all over the place in many orms. Art is, in general, a great place to ind and interpret truth.
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