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How We See God Is A Direct Reflection Of How We See Ourselves. If God Brings To Mind Mostly Fear And Blame, It Means There Is Too Much Fear And Blame Welled Inside Us. If We See God As Full Of Love And Compassion, So Are We.

Stories Cannot Demolish Frontiers, But They Can Punch Holes In Our Mental Walls, And Through Those Holes We Can Get A Glimpse Of The Other And Sometimes Even Like What We See.

That Was The One Thing About The Rain That Likened It To Sorrow: You Did Your Best To Remain Untouched, Safe And Dry, But If And When You Failed, There Came A Point In Which You Started Seeing The Problem Less In Terms Of Drops Than As An Incessant Gush, And Thereby You Decide You Might As Well Get Drenched.

Perhaps This Is Why Lunatics Have A Harder Time Dating, Not Because They Are Off The Wall But Because It Is Hard To Find Soemone Who Is Willing To Date So Many People In One Person.

Perhaps It Took A Stranger To Make A Woman Like Her Speak Her Mind.