So goes the world: people talk as if they knew everything, and when you dare to ask, they do not know anything.

Terror,” said Lymond, “is our daily bread in the Wuthenheer. We eat it, we live by it and we disseminate it; and not only between Christmas and Epiphany: there is no close season for fright.

And in calling himself I AM, Christ was equating himself with God. “I am the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father but through Me” (John 14:6). Make no mistake, Jesus saw himself as God. He leaves us with two options. Accept him as God, or reject him as a megalomaniac. There is no third alternative.

Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand.

Written By Pablo Neruda

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