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THIS IS MY LOT, BEAUTIFUL STRANGERS.
 What is Faith if we rest it upon facts and she so readily gives way when facts seem to be torn apart and no longer prevail? If Faith requires concrete evidence in black and white then she has no value. If anything could be explained and proven without an apparent loop-hole this world would have the answers so many have been desperately seeking. But no. We need Faith because only Faith stands in a place where nothing can be ever proven to be of absolute Right- here, where nothing seems to have one definite answer and where Socratic questioning can go on perpetual high. Yet when we are given reasons not to believe, we dance in the trance of finally having notions seemingly valid to denounce Faith- as if in victory. As if there aren't so many more screaming reasons to believe. What is it about us? Why do we search so adamantly and yet turn our backs on what is there, in open arms, for us to embrace? Why do we read with so much intrigue something that gives us a reason to say no, yet tear to shreds what may very well be truth? And in the end, would you look back and weep over could-haves and should-haves? Because you shouldn't. Because there were so many more reasons to believe and you chose not to. Because, instead, you chose to laugh in her face over a matter or two, which smeared her with ridicule. TonFlyingHigh!5:22 PM *** |
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