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Once upon a time there was a man who thought everyone was insincere. Не
lived within a shell of suspicion, always saying, “Prove it to me.” He created little
games where people would have to show him how much they cared and prove him
wrong; of course, they never proved him wrong, they only lived up to his
expectations.
One day by some strange accident, he met a woman who cared. She cared
enough to confront this man and say “You’re full of bullshit!” This got the man to
start thinking, which sometimes hurt, and he saw that a lot of his thinking was
indeed “B.S.” This got the man to start seeing and he saw just how much the
Bullshit had clouded his vision. This shook the man and he started feeling. But a lot
of the feeling was Bullshit, so at first he felt safe there. But soon he saw he was
getting caught up in these feelings, which were really traps he had set up to catch
Bullshit. So through all the false pain, he moved until he reached the first clean
place he ever really knew.
You see, all his life this man was a survivor, and he carefully protected this
place so that none could harm it. He was so successful at this that he didn’t even
know how to get at it himself. There nestled inside this place, very warm and snug,
was a thing called love. Others in the past had also discovered it and they called it
divinity.
The man was so happy with this discovery that the first thing he desired to do
with it was to share it with the woman who had cared. This was only natural
because once the spark of divinity or love is truly discovered and partaken of, it has
one serious side effect. It can never be hidden away and contained again.
Michael Forrest circa 1972
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