Tuesday, November 11, 2008
I broke my glasses, and when I fixed them the world looked different.
Every person is God in disguise. Or whatever you want to call him/her/it. God, Goddess, Adonai, the Force, V.A.L.I.S., Dee, whatever. Those are a lot of words for the same thing. The point is that we all carry it within ourselves, always. I am God, you are God, every person I serve coffee to at work is God. Serving coffee becomes sacred because it is being done by God, for God. What you do is holy, because it is being done. Here. Now.
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Very interesting. Would be the other way around for who don't use glasses? Would we have an epiphany by wearing someone else glasses for a while?
quite possibly.
you've started figuring things out
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