I didn't know he had said that. But when I started going to Jerusalem on the weekends, it was because I felt Jesus was the only person around here who was ever as hated as me, and by sitting in the places where he used to sit, I somehow felt less alone.
There's a little stone cave on the Mount of Olives where he used to gather whoever was interested (once a week or so) and read out to them and talk and explain things. It's a beautiful little cave. It's nowadays half a floor underground, because so many years have passed, and it's now in the complex of the monastery of the Pater Noster. It'd be a wonderful place for an Aspie meeting, so sensory fitting.
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So-called white lies are like fake jewelry. Adorn yourself with them if you must, but expect to look cheap to a connoisseur.
03 Mar 2009, 2:06 pm
