Someone came and slept over at my room, asked, “Whom is you lean on?”, I replied, “God.” Then, unsatisfied question,” Oh, come on, you must have someone whose shoulders you put on when you need. Someone stronger and can cloak your world with breezy and relaxing atmosphere!”
Then, I described this in my head. On a circle plate, there I stand. Between me and other people, there is a ravine . It is God. Full with mixed consciousness, I say, whatever gender it is has a strength to control the balance of wind, thus I can stand steadily.
Afterward, I finished the answer by putting families near to my circle plate.
“And men?”
“I can take them as a complimentary. As a part of me. (Property, is that the word?) Not something haloing my plate.”
“Ah, I’m beginning to trust you…I can picture you doing that.”
“Good then,” said me.
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