Some, feeling adventurous, move from one form to another.
The true adventurer moves from all form to the formless.
Form is like a consciousness corset.
Some feel comfort in being all snugged in.
To others it feels like prison.
The adventurer speaks from the formless.
The formers make something of it.
Poor Jesus! They built a church on top of him.
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That sounds form-id-able
ReplyDeleteI think Jesus would prefer that we spend more time in pursuit of being like him and less praising him for his wonderous deeds.
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