to de-vision
a believer.. aye, am. and yet, of a different spectrum.
there exists a broad swath of piety that is nothing more than vanity’s visit to the mirror; the tapestry that is a stationary reflection, blended with a recorded outline the sands of time would reveal. if one manipulates their self image to fit within a point in time that is past, their practice of their faith has put them there. this is – wants born again. once. then, too wise..
while the sanctimonious religiously drown wisdom through strength, not understanding, their masters provide a life that they would not suffer. while labor is a loss of certain freedoms, it is a choice.