Dining with the Divine
A knock at the door. A pitiful figure stands, wrapped in a tired cloth and trembling in the cold. At your welcoming hand the figure reclines at your table, where you both dine and subsequently share stories of times past. As the newly-befriended guest prepares to leave, the beggar’s cloth is cast aside and the splendor of unmistakable divinity fills the room. Your now newly-radiant guest praises your lavish hospitality, and assures you they will...
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