“A new outfit covers all damaged parts, but unpeeling of facea reveal pain. Anyway, eyes stop at curvatures in the body – who looks at faces these days?”
“I’m swathed in bandages. Someone once planned to bring me back to life, but the scene around is not encouraging. I don’t want to return….”
“Do you realize what it means to be human and have a soft body? People refuse to look beyond it. My heart and mind want the body to grow old, so that they find their rightful place.”
The conversation between three girls is an eye-opener.
The body was created to house the soul, and give it an identity. I had no clue souls would be incarcerated in it, and lose identity.
I am the Creator, but a rethink is long overdue.