Order

When we were created, we were given limited senses,
perhaps so as not to overwhelm our finite minds.
Like God, we delight in order, and there is much that we can do.

But our appetite for inputs has become a perilous addiction
and strains the limits even of our strengthening reasons.
We cannot tease the story from the storm.

So we snap-


13 October 2023
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October 13, 2023 at 10:05 AM
Too much dependence on digital stimulation is brining a hateful mindset to many..we all need to get outside, travel and see the world and all the smiles that come along with it
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October 13, 2023 at 9:15 PM
Agreed. Thanks for reading!
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