“Now the Lord had prepared a great fish to swallow up Jonah…”
I know an allegory when I see one. This is a tale of
redemption and forgiveness. You better
obey the Lord, because he can fuck you up. I empathise with Jonah. I have been fucked up. When my friends cast
lots against me, the world swallowed me whole. My three days and nights lasted
an eternity – until I finally discerned the truth. You can take that fishy
story with a pinch of salt. Don’t take any text literally. Call it poetic
licence. Sometimes fictions make more sense than facts. That doesn’t make them
true, they just come disguised like that. The truth part is up to you.
There are fictions we choose to believe. There are fictions we can’t see. We might as well be blind if stories have us crouching in the dark. We might as well be deaf if we will not hear the truth screaming in our ears. We are only as honest as our curiosity. It’s curiosity that wields the blade with which we dissect ideas. We were gifted with minds, so that we could think for ourselves. That’s what makes us human beings. That’s what being human is. If there’s a spark of divinity in that, it was born within our minds.
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