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Easter Dreams
You have travelled a very long way, looking for some where to stay all the streets are crowded and the buildings are filled; there is no room to spare but my friend has a sofa and small rooms over here; if you get here on time, I will let you have it without a dime. Take bottled water with you to drink and enough for your daily living, you are not coming into paradise, and you have to sacrifice in order to survive. The whole town has come alive with sounds of music bellowing from the other side, the religion is not selling anymore, and revelation is yelling behind the door. They have read it more than a thousand times, but they still believe that it was about John on the Patmos Island of Greek in the Aegean Sea, but it was all about mankind destiny. There is still a solemn feeling in the air and hope has withdrawn from the atmosphere, the traditional spirit is riding through the town and Easter is marching around the park in a long gown, it is carrying candles and singing hymn and the people are crying out for their sins, they are rolling on the ground in rituals that have them bound. A mad spirit starts running through the street and the mayor had to get the officer to tie up the bush doctors that unleash the magic in the town; all those that were close to it fell to the ground and a sudden convulsion captivate their bodies. The crowd forms a circle around them, but others ran away from it. They had cuts and burses all over their skins and substance was foaming from their mouth. That is what their Easter is all about. I have never seen anything like this before only when Benny Inn walked through the door and all of that has faded away and the old-time religion has gone way. It is converted into a school of conscious thinking and scholars are dissecting the biblical sins and analyzing ever word in it, they say that something doesn’t fit, and some things originated from the ancient setting is irrelevant to the time we are living in. Easter is a phenomenon, but the British monarch won’t let it go to end the global tradition. The markets have turned it into a business venture; it is not about religion anymore it is about learning how to survive; you can make a billion from this ancient tradition in a second if you know how to write. Easter is walking around with a bride and the eggs are hiding at the side, the unicorn is moving around, and the jar is sitting on the ground, get ready for the Easter celebration, lots of guest are arriving in the town, your Easter dreams has come alive so get ready to meet your long-awaited bride. You have company inside.
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