As always it makes terrifyingly perfect sense in the way that only the artistic musings of a Muse can.
Sometimes we have to pour ourselves into the work of the soul to push ourselves along the path of learning what it means to be saved.
Jesus did the hard part of dying and coming back to life...all we do is spent trying to learn to love...and part of that is devoting ourselves to plumbing the depths of our seemingly endless souls to find who we are and what we can do...just to stand and face our Love...and realize the work we've done is a paltry reflection of that face...
Beauty, color, creed and sex will have no real meaning looking into the face of Divine Love...everything will be reconciled into the perfectly unutterable clarity that would terrify us to know now.
Peace and hope eternal.
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