Come on, dear people of this world… let's maintain our grip on our present reality. There is no great big horde of people out there who despise another for saying Merry this or Merry that or Happy that or Happy this or Happy Holiday or Merry Christmas or Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa, or pick your flavor. I pray we end the madness of demanding that our rightness, our righteousness, is the “Truth”. And I pray we end the madness long before all of our “rightness”, bar none, is shown to be, without question, wrong. I don’t know, but I believe beyond doubt that it would behoove us to consider what is beneath our feet as Heaven and that those before us are angels, all, and that all living things are to be cherished, and, I believe, we must do so soon, before we put the final touches upon a Hell of our own creation. (But, just before that last, didn't you pray for all to end the madness of thinking they’re right?) Yes. (Silence…) © 2014 Mark Richard Prime
(The Weaver's Song)