1/.5/3

I dreamt last night - or didn't sleep, but thought of heavily, Jesus and Freddie Mercury and how, for me, the two are much like each other. Not the Jesus you find in Sunday School; I have no scripture to show you here, but the man I've been told of; he who would love you no matter what you'd done, what taint you bore, what foul thing you are in the eyes of the world. That kind of love is a ferocious thing. It is no easy burden.

Not to say you love - any moron can do that, and far too many do...