Love Letter to a Broken Record

Dear Bro[k]e

The God/Creator I experience gratefully on a daily everynow basis contradicts your version of reality completely and eternally from now moment to now moment to now moment again. And I have learned not to belittle your version of ‘reality’ though I grow tired of doing so anyway and would have slowed to a halt even if I had not learned so. But, for your part, why do you feel critical need for a steady stream of ‘recruits’ to believe your ‘reality’ too? Your fear must be great and terrible and insurmountably formidable if the strength-in-numbers refrain is the only one you can play.

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