Hard, strange weekend. I find myself wondering (a) when a human being becomes a means to another human being's end, and (b) if I would want my actions to be universalized. And I find myself drawn to the greatest promise ever made:
I am the Resurrection and the Life, saith the Lord. He that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live. And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die.
Today's Musical Insight (Crucifixion Edition):
Every finger in the room is pointing at me... I've got a bowling ball in my stomach, I've got a desert in my mouth - figures that my courage would choose to sell out now...
1 comment:
I Kant believe in the bible either...
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