Now that the chaotic whirlwind of the holi-daze is coming to a close, ever wonder what happens to all of the lovely Christmas trees, celebrated for a mere few weeks, and then disposed of? It’s my bet that they become #2 pencils, covered in lead-based yellow paint, for children to chew on while they write down their “history” lessons.
C’mon humanity, I have faith in you. Let us restore the sacred. Let us wake up in waves to the true Holy.