Sometimes we resemble the picture of a solitary lighthouse keeper, who with his arms raised, lantern swinging from his hands, wishing a storm on sea go placid.
But slowly the Storm enters the shore, grows around him, encircles, envelops and even entangles him. Praying for the calm he enters the eye of the storm, totally unaware.
Total destruction…
This is how; it seems to me, the world has lost many of its light-keepers. Are you listening?
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