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#escapingthepostmodernprison
i think beyond all lies and twists of personal interpretation there is a final sunset somewhere but the only problem is i think the road to it is like the rainbow bridge you can only walk on it if you're a god but somehow a vine seems to grow in me that will clamber the long divide of space and let me glimpse that sunset if i remember right the vine is called connection to a vital nerve in Christ and by the life inside it lays a road of many colors so i can walk the bridge of colors and see the colors that the sun makes just before the end but it's not sad at all because i think the end is like an upside-down horizon and when the sun goes down at last it's rising for the last time and this time, it's the Son
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Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 12:09 AM UTC
sunset