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[artnotinheaven]

Then Job arose, and rent his mantle, and shaved his head,
and fell down upon the ground, and worshipped,
And said, Naked came I out of my mother's womb,
and naked shall I return thither:
the Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away;
blessed be the name of the Lord.

-- Job 1: 20-21

These shoes seem to be a problem, don't they?

Girl. John.

Comments

Voice

[quiet_carpenter]

[Skeptically]

Interesting verse.

Voice

[artnotinheaven]

And so very true.

[shinra_finest]

[... Huh.]

LOVELESS The Second Story?

[shinra_finest]

[And he sure recognizes that voice.]

Look who it is.

voice ;

[infinitise]

[ hesitantly: ]

Without them people here can't get around, that is so.

voice ;

[artnotinheaven]

Shoes are a privelege. I get around fine without mine.

voice ;

[infinitise]

Other people might not have your abilities, whatever they are...

voice ;

[artnotinheaven]

Walking in bare feet is hardly an "ability".

[myownmemory]

You and Genesis need to start a poetry club or something.

[artnotinheaven]

Mine is hardly pretty poetry. Mine is the way of all things.

[myownmemory]

All...naked things, apparently.

[artnotinheaven]

Not at all! I simply like the feel of the earth beneath my feet.

[illusivetactics]

Imagine if something of far more importance was lost.

[artnotinheaven]

Our Father would not abandon us completely. There will always be a way, no matter what is lost.

[illusivetactics]

Such faith.

A way to what, precisely? Completion?

[artnotinheaven]

Of course, just as all should have to their maker.

Salvation.