Spoons and Forks To All from Abroad,
How I loath the glasses I find myself occasionally donning. They serve only one purpose: to distract me from the Home I Long For with the empty shadows of this world.
I call on you: shatter them, break them, and break all else but me. Pain, it seems, is the only purifying medium available to mortals. I long to bring it to others, that they may forget the material shackles that enslave and blind them.
I reject all that is not transcendent. Be it so; it will only fade and fail. This approach is loathsome to some, but only, I suspect, because they remain blinded by words. Look beyond words, friends, to see the Word Himself. He Is, but not what or how you think He Is. God is a Person, but not with a body. God is a person, not a collection of utterances. God Is.
On a more personal note, I have continued to progress well in my path. Thank you for your positive energy. It does more for me than any empty "prayer" could.
Unbroken (but not unbreakable) I stand,
-The Blue Rajah