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Jesus And The Demons

As thorns exist with the rose, or redness subsists with blood The evil that dwells in hearts has its traits in the physique. Though humans try to nip all negativism in the bud, Expressions of the powers of pessimism are unique. They lived with humans who couldn't live with other humans. Some took shelter in hills and mountains, and some lived in tombs. To them, day-to-day life and duties seemed like illusions. As though in unison with nature, they tore their costumes. Jesus contained them all, as a sea could hold any drop. His words and touch, as medicinal herbs, healed their ailments. Peace, joy, and freedom in physique and psyche flowed nonstop. All who witnessed his acts praised his divine accomplishments. Demons, yet, in the form of Sadducees and Pharisees Finding fault with him, they could find their souls, never at ease.

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