Stuffing

Since I cannot kill God, I willingly stuff Him into my brother and then kill my brother. Here you may substitute for the word God my guilt, my angst, my pain, my anger, my fear, my need, my suffering, and the beating goes on−ad inneedofspicandspantocleanupallthebloodseum.

There is another choice.

I could love God while stuffing Him into my brother and then hug the stuffings out of him. Less mess.

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~ by a.b.johnson on 11/09/2009.

One Response to “Stuffing”

  1. This is what i was reminded of in this reading:
    Whether there is action or nonaction; my thoughts are a ” re-action”.
    Let me watch my thoughts…. Let me ask how to see & be….
    I am always a paticipant, even in silence…. There is no separation.

    Thank you. : )

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