This Mountains Are Shrouded

The mountains are shrouded by dust. Those majestic mountains that lead to the grandeur of the Hindu Kush have provided a back drop to my time in Kabul and they have disappeared, swallowed up by the dustbowl.  We are left with dust, flies, and poverty. It’s time to go home.

So what’s changed in six months? I’ve learned a whole heap of stuff about people. I’ve learned that it’s a crazy notion that anyone could possibly go to heaven. That even the the most seemingly virtuous people are inclined to pride and selfishness. I’ve learned there’s no purpose in considering whether everyone goes to heaven rather why on earth would not everyone go to hell?


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