(Thanks to The Phrontistery for help with my Q for this week!)
Quaere Priests. It’s simple enough to say;
Two words that include complexities of meaning beyond their apparent simplicity
(well, if you ignore the Latin.)
Can there be an answer to the question of priests when there are countless
ways and means and methods?
Can there be a right and a wrong?
Or is it all dressed up in fashionable shades of grey, covered with a fabulous hat?
Or are all the answers correct?
If I turned it around on myself and said, “Quaere Priests…”
Well. So.
On the question of priests, I ponder function and form. What do you do, and how?
What do I do, and how?
I am many things, but they are not all that I am:
I am a tool. I am an offering.
I am a servant. I am a slave.
I am a minister. I am a go-between.
I am a voice crying in the wilderness.
I am a whisper huddled in the darkness, with a single match.
If I am all of these things,
and I am a priest,
is the analogy logical?
On the question of priests…have you an answer?
Need you one, if what you do is act?
Fluid Morality 