We share our view of spirituality; we place our being on paper for the world to see.

Nobody understands what we think.
There is no clear idea of what our world looks like.
If we were to share our ideas then maybe our world could be explained.
Is there a place in our minds where we know what someone else's utopia,
someone else's heaven, and
someone else's Shangri la looks like?
There have been books with wonderful illustrations printed.
They provide a clue, a painted picture of what these places look like.
But they are flawed because they provide the image of what man thinks.
Our gods do not paint or do they?
And where are these portraits?
Whose view am I seeing?
Is it mine or is it gods?
Whose painted picture am I seeing?
Nobody understands what we think.

We share our view of spirituality; we place our being on paper for the world to see.
 

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