Warrior Poet Mental Yoga 36

We don’t fall from grace.

We run like hell and triumphantly jump off of the cliff with all of our might.

After flying for whatever period of time, we crash hard into the ground…..hopefully surviving the impact.

We get up and pretend like the whole damn thing was an incidental accident.

How could God, the perpetually hoodwinked fool, ever see through such a willfully orchestrated charade?

How could he or anyone else for that matter, ever pass judgement on such a “fall”?

Cribb          2014

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