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dedicated to my kid brother Why are you here? Where have you come from? I don’t know you, or at least I don’t recognize your face. I didn’t plan to meet anyone. I didn’t think anything out of the ordinary was going to happen. Two threads cross—lost in the twists and dives of tapestry. Perhaps…

“Christ in the eye that sees me”

Why are Christ’s followers called Christians? It’s not the same reason why we call those who conform to Buddha’s teachings Buddhists, those who act according to Marx’s doctrine Marxists, and those who study fossils palaeontologists. The Christian case is different. Certainly, being a Christian entails following Christ’s teachings, but there is a lot more to…