the glory to which man is called is that he should grow more godlike by growing ever more human. ~dumitru staniloae
a lot of things don't make sense to me right now, and i'm so so so tired. the few things that i can see through my squinty, misty eyes are truly beautiful... but i just want certainty right now. a little less mystery, without shirking the beauty.
i want immediate ontological realities. i want hope and i want reason to hope.
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