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s it true that an entire ocean, in all it's pride, could be bottled up inside one single shell? and then set free one day by the brave little girl or the curious little boy who has enough faith to put their ear to the shell? all uncontainable beauty aside, we cut down the jungle and we built efficient little gardens. don't be so naive sweetie, you're swallowing the same growth hormones that gave our lettuce a spine and drinking the same pesticides that gave the carrots a tongue. if theology can control our god than maybe he lives in our imagination. i'm done playing in this seasick game. at least the rules are simple enough: wash only your own feet and never get caught frowning. the captain said he spotted land but we capsized at the docks. grace died in the pews. we may walk upright on two legs but that doesn't mean we can talk with the sun. since when did poetry compose the rigid structure of our rulebook? o god save us from our own minds.