Hiding
Who can blame me when I sought to dispose of the thorns that kept me from being accepted and loved?
Who can blame me from wearing the mask I wore so I can hide my uniqueness from the world that only knows one face, one virtue, one barren sky?
A FEAST JUST LIKE HEAVEN'S
If you ever got invited to watch a broadway musicale, all for free plane tickets and accommodations included, would you come? How about a worldwide soccer championship match? The coronation of a new king in England? The Olympics? And how about it if someone sends you a once in a lifetime guaranteed seat to heaven’s great feast at the end of time, would you come? Surely you’d say all these are but silly questions. For who would ever turn down such great opportunities? In fact, you’d probably just answer me with another question – why not? And yet my friend, silly as it may seem, that’s just what I might have just done. Just a week ago, my good friend invited me to attend a celebration meant to be a tribute to a kind old man we both knew. As I had no other plans for the scheduled date, I nodded saying unto myself, why not? I mean, we both love the man, and for all the wonderful things he did, why not come and celebrate with others whos...
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