Acrophobia

Acrophobia

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[caption id="attachment_862" align="aligncenter" width="175"] Christ of Saint John of the Cross, by Salvador Dalí, 1951, Kelvingrove Art Gallery and Museum, Glasgow[/caption] I rectify, Father. Forgive them, because they do not know what they are doing, except that damned painter who has depicted me this way and the impenitent Gestas, that treacherous thief who, taking advantage of a shared crucifixion, revealed my secret to the centurion, who buried it in a time capsule that the histrionic artist must have found. Abba, Father, take away this cup from me, because I can’t stand it anymore! I have tolerated everything, but enough is enough! I demand my usual torture. I want my classic torment, the one everybody knows. I miss my thorny crown, my long abundant hair soaked with sweat and blood, the…
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