Rick, I enter at my own risk - enter a field I have only glanced by...
May I ask you, when you say: "At that moment there was no religion, no formal prayer in that ballroom -- there was only love, and in that love God dwelled," how the hell did "God" get into the scene!!?
Don't you express a touching and admirable human convocation (against the cruelty of life) aimed at gaining strength and togetherness and the stuff penni was talking about? Like, joined together as sensible animals to defy, to survive, to escape the horrors permitted or caused by "God"?
I am nonplussed that, out of the whiz, you bring "God", as a force of love and care, into this scene of victimhood by "God".
I, in no way am an anti-God sort, like Sam. But, also, your bringing in the "good" "God" as a cohesive element of this wonderful meeting of plagued humans, strikes me not as absurd, which is a word of respect, but ridiculous, inane, spooky, brainwashed, psychopathic.
Is there any possible way you can let me know just how "God" slipped into the last words of you verbal painting? And how "God" turned out to be the Good Guy?
GSM
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