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Poking at Pride

Poking at  Pride

Quite often we consider ourselves as being other than what we are. 

There is a story of a mule who went among the steeds of the area and when asked who his parents were, he replied, “My father is a stallion, but failed to acknowledge that his mother was a burro.”

Now that these indulgent parties have both been assailed with the light weapons of wit and ridicule, may I say to you, that our makeup is part of what we are, you can go to extremes and alter your race, or gender, yet what is within you is what you really are. Recognise the mule and benefit from both sides. For tenacity may be a shield against such inquiries and may also shelter you from a tossed “smoke n’ mirrors” incident. Peace,

Bro Smith SGS