Mr. Ed
Be what you is not what you what you ain’t
- Location
- Central NY
Once there was a little wizard born a king’s son in the land of worship. The mighty king spoon fed the little wizard bits and pieces of truths controlled by guilt and punishment for every sin committed or otherwise.
As little wizard matured he met other wizards from foreign places. Some wizards were highly advanced in knowledge and reason while others like myself who only understand life by spoon-filed legacy given to me by the king. No doubt, I liked what I saw outside king’s kingdom and I wanted be more than the fate held for me as the king’s jester.
Over time I developed likes & dislikes of the land, including the times set aside by the king that all would adorn him for his name sake. I looked for spiritual alternatives to the king’s style of worship by visiting other worship centers. Unfortunately, the spiritual connectedness I sought could not be understood without knowing first hand how to live it.
The little wizard has this grand idea of something that cannot be explained but he is certain that is exists. Even though he doesn’t know how to get there. The years go by, no notable changes in the wizard’s power of consciousness. Until, one day after a great spiritual battle the wizard’s spiritual consciousness was one with all.
The morale of the story is, life is as it is.
As little wizard matured he met other wizards from foreign places. Some wizards were highly advanced in knowledge and reason while others like myself who only understand life by spoon-filed legacy given to me by the king. No doubt, I liked what I saw outside king’s kingdom and I wanted be more than the fate held for me as the king’s jester.
Over time I developed likes & dislikes of the land, including the times set aside by the king that all would adorn him for his name sake. I looked for spiritual alternatives to the king’s style of worship by visiting other worship centers. Unfortunately, the spiritual connectedness I sought could not be understood without knowing first hand how to live it.
The little wizard has this grand idea of something that cannot be explained but he is certain that is exists. Even though he doesn’t know how to get there. The years go by, no notable changes in the wizard’s power of consciousness. Until, one day after a great spiritual battle the wizard’s spiritual consciousness was one with all.
The morale of the story is, life is as it is.