I wrote a play last year; and then another; And then a very long essay. Each of these creations bore the same title…
THE STRANGELING.
One afternoon while visiting on my patio with the quail family that periodically comes to check on me, I fell into an experiment; I took a few recent posts of different ideas and searched within them for one line which would say it all.
Out of seven hundred or so words I trimmed this creation down to…
“The truth of Now is that it never, ever leaves us. The same is often said of God.”
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