Holiness


The more I think of holiness, the less I care for it.

Holiness sets one apart. Holiness discriminates. It sets one above others. Separation.

Perhaps worse, holiness is used to justify the idea of eternal torture.

Holiness doesn’t take on a meat body, come out of a birth canal covered in goop and live in the muck and shit of humanity. It doesn’t mash food to paste with teeth. It doesn’t defecate. It doesn’t hug lepers. It doesn’t cry at funerals.

Goodness does that. Goodness steps down from the perches it’s been put on and kindness braces others.

So I do not wish to be holy. I wish to be human. I wish to be good. And above all, I wish to be kinder tomorrow than I am today.

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