Epiphany Express


I board the Express at Birthville. As I grow, I learn of the various marvels of the different landings along the way, the promises and perils thereof and how to deal with them. When I disembark at whatever landing appealed to me I find that I have just left the Jesus saves car. As the express pulls out I notice that there are many cars. Allah is almighty, Buddha brings peace, I’ll make you rich They’re all heathen, of course, we learned that in the Jesus saves car, we know the TRUTH. Maybe the landing we chose meets our expectations, or…………….., maybe not. If not, we may decide to try another landing, perhaps traveling in a different car. There are more people getting off than getting on, the passenger list continues to shrink. The brave among us may go through the door between the cars labeled FORBIDDEN. The reckless may wander the length of the train seeking the real TRUTH. I go to the front of the train to find out who’s driving this thing. I open the door marked TABOO. It is me. It is truth. I look back, the cars have been decoupled. It is MY truth. We are alone. We understand now that we will never reach Epiphany, there is only the journey. – el Loco Gringo

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  • contoveros  On September 21, 2010 at 7:13 am

    Put all of this in book form so that we could preserve it for the ages or when the gods get so pissed they’d take away our Internet, phone and television priveleges.

    michael j

  • ellocogringo  On September 21, 2010 at 7:58 am

    Hi Mr M
    unnecessary, and pointless, the problem is not with the knowledge but with the wisdom, consider plato and the vedic scripts. anyone who has not had their mind hijacked can figure it out for themselves. It’s a pity really, mankind has such a glorious potential. Perhaps never to be realized. Everyone is a da Vinci, they just don’t know it

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