Hummmmmmmmm . . . . . . |
Or maybe not.
As a young man I was taught how to do everything, the right way. If I did it the wrong way . . . well, I was sure to spend an eternity in Damnation. Kinda scary for a wee one who wants to live to see his fifth birthday! I thought to myself, I better get my act together and fly right. So I did. For fifty years, Then one day I got tired of flying "right" and landed in a field of dreams. There was no ticket booth selling tickets to Damnation, no devils and certainly no fire and brimstone. Where did it all go?
I am a big boy now and I can teach myself. As for the one-way ticket I had purchased long ago? Well, there is a forgiveness policy and I just traded my ticket in for one to the fields of dreams. No rules, no devils and no problems. In this field of dreams I can be anything and go anywhere. I just simply have to close mine eyes and believe, believe that if something is not, well, . . . . . If I can imagine it, It can be ! Amen.
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