My bones erect themselves once more and vertically I challenge earth's gravity against the weight of reality pushing me down. All my senses scream for emancipation from the Bond's of Man's Law ; to erupt through the coils of skin, to reach out, to find some paradise. I grab hold and slowly drive on, moving into oncoming moments. Each face and each word, each touch of human decency seems to eclipse the drama and the tragedy of my sin. With this morning, I choose to walk through the doorway into bold mortality with genuine sincerity. I admit though some days are less sincere than others. Yet it is here amongst us all, that sacred something of human touch, that scent of human civility when you peer into the windows of a friends soul, there you will find unabashed truth, there we learn to transcend and to evolve, to hold onto life once again through faith and hope.
John Arce.
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