Tuesday, July 27, 2021

The Rolling Stone Comments

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This world is a rolling stone, covered with earth, travelling through space and time on a fixed trajectory, tilting its head at the universe, like someone of high status, saying look at me superior in every way.
Search the universe for my likeness, and you will find barren pretenders to my throne, hiding shamefully in the shadows.
Search this world and find a cornucopia of delights, that make me put a Faberge egg to shame, for I gave birth to them and more, from my glorious store.
My stones build cities and temples to false gods, even the real one does not require them, just hearts full of Love towards each other, as we are all made in his image,
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