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Random mermaid
The moment one sits down to think, one becomes all nose, or all forehead, or something horrid. Look at the successful men in any of the learned professions. How perfectly hideous they are! Except, of course, in the Church. But then in the Church they don't think.
Some canvasses are covered in portraits of sorrow and suffering, and some are covered with icons of compassion and beauty... but each, beneath, is still a blank canvas offering hope and the opportunity to engage in a spark of the divine.