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#~paulSN *(in exile, for failure to rise on the third day) ~ There is a spectrum of light so deeply embedded into darkness, that it is no longer discernible as light to the human eye, And so it is beyond the scope of certainty; the realms that this spectrum of light operates in. And there is an observation point, wholly outside the realms of human introspection; as is there is an enduring nature of the spectrum of light  that transcends even the fire of judgement; (in the simple fact that it will remain after all else   is burned off); Yet, until that day comes, it will remain suspended; in an almost uneasy uncertainty-- even  of its own salvation. Yes, it is a light that transcends it all, yet being no longer discernible as light, to the human eye,   it  is subject to human judgement. I have seen those familiar with that spectrum.. and with things, real. I am overwhelmed with sadness    --wondering how very lonely they each must be.          I hope to get to know more of them someday. And, as for their spectrum of light--*    **I would trust it with all of who  it is         that I am.** #
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Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 8:19 PM UTC
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#~paulSN *(in exile, for failure to rise on the third day) ~ There is a spectrum of light so deeply embedded into darkness, that it is no longer discernible as light to the human eye, And so it is beyond the scope of certainty; the realms that this spectrum of light operates in. And there is an observation point, wholly outside the realms of human introspection; as is there is an enduring nature of the spectrum of light  that transcends even the fire of judgement; (in the simple fact that it will remain after all else   is burned off); Yet, until that day comes, it will remain suspended; in an almost uneasy uncertainty-- even  of its own salvation. Yes, it is a light that transcends it all, yet being no longer discernible as light, to the human eye,   it  is subject to human judgement. I have seen those familiar with that spectrum.. and with things, real. I am overwhelmed with sadness    --wondering how very lonely they each must be.          I hope to get to know more of them someday. And, as for their spectrum of light--*    **I would trust it with all of who  it is         that I am.** #
"And the light shined in darkness, and the darkness could not put it out." https://youtu.be/KCBS5EtszYI 04/2016
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Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 8:19 PM UTC
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