Every Easter I run-out a Fantasy = = = I clean and clear everything as an Invitation to Jesus to "Stop-by and 'set a spell' ". Easter is the closest Catholicism gets to Reincarnation so,,, I mean,,, there's THAT .
Back in Ancient Days they wanted SOMETHING that helped them Deal with Death . For Roman Soldiery is was the Cult of Mithras -- a "Way" to Avoid Ego-Self >>>FINALITY<<< --- the one of "Never-to-Return".
I imagine Jesus on a stroll down Tupelo Road with the Holy Spirit 'shape-shifted' into a Dog . I am attending to garden matters when I hear, "Hey DeSilva, wanna get HY ?" I look up and see a Man and his Dog at the gate, smiling and the Dog wagging His tail in excited expectation . I yell out, "FUCK YEAH !!!" and run to the gate to open it for Him and the Holy Spirit .
A few feet inside and Jesus blesses, "Ya done good here."
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