What is this thing?
That sounds of perfection? That smacks of holiness?
It is the sound of "worth-ship". The sound of perfectly not understanding the truth of what is being sung perfectly. It is beautifully misguided...but sometimes, so long as not misplaced, it is most definitely called for.
So are all they that "see in part". They are not always "ready" or "ripe"...but they are always "available"...
They lay in waiting for greatness...and experience. They are the completely incomplete. Replete with all manner of frailty and strength. They stand when others sit and dance when others no longer hear a sound.
~Apollo
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