My religion makes no sense and does not help me therefore I pursue
it. When we see how simple it would have been we will thrash ourselves.
I had a vision of all the people in the world who are searching for God
massed in a room on one side of a partition that looks from the other
side (God's side) transparent but we are blind. Our gestures are
blind. Our blind gestures continue for some time until finally from
somewhere on the other side of the partition there we are looking back
at them., it is far too late. We see how brokenly how warily how ill our
blind gestures parodied what God really wanted (some simple thing). The
thought of it (this simple thing) is like a creature let loose in a room
and battering to get out. It batters my soul with its rifle butt.