Amid the fallen below, in the midst of ongoing despairing, the exhultation of some, the downtrodding of others, the grand choir above continues in praise, unaffected by our minor chords of disharmony.
We can only look up and bow the head in wonder, how the proud can be so humble, the humble so proud. The great paradox all about.
Deceptions and illuminations going on all about. Knees bending, knees breaking. Heads puffing, heads emptying.
All we can truly say is, Christe eleison, "Christ, have mercy!"
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