what the molehill
said to the mountain.
++++++++++++++
without me?
thou art naught!
a
mustard seed
without
the
grains of
faith it
takes
to
grow a field
of
shit.
you were
built from me.
you ARE
me,
and WE
are
THEE.
(eternally
thus the Nothing.)
j.stephen.h.
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