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death. I think I succeeded largely on that front.
    Messenger: Did you at any time try to fit yourself in the shoes of those you considered enemies?
    Stone : Why was I supposed to do that? Those were people who wanted to put me out of business and you are asking me if I tried to feel for them? I couldn’t feel for them. I could have feelings only for those who were like me in pain and agony because of the madness of our legislators.
    Messenger : Did you believe that there was a creator who created you and I, including those people you call enemies?
    Stone : Well….yes. I was told in the house of prayer I attended that there was a Supreme Being who created everything. I don’t know why he had to create those ones that were different, poor, uneducated and uncivilized.
    Messenger : So, to you He shouldn’t have created them?
    Stone : It was better if He hadn’t created them. Can’t you see that they were pests and trouble makers?
    Messenger : But you needed those ‘enemies’ as laborers on your estates as well as a market for your products, not leaving out the fact that you needed them to feel important. You ate the food those of them who were your cooks prepared with their hands. You benefited from their labor which you exploited. You benefited from the natural resources tapped out of the regions the low lives came from. You benefited from the trade between your country and theirs. I would have thought that since you hated them for one reason or the other, you would have kept them out of every picture. I mean… not sell your products to them, exploit their labor, and so on. What would have happened if the Supreme Being hadn’t created them?
    Stone: (Scratches his head) Well, if it was for the purpose of labor and market, He had the right to create them.
    Messenger : I see…one last question: Did you love your creator?
    Stone : What a question… I think it is the same as asking me if I loved my mother. The answer is a big YES. That was the first thing we were taught in school and houses of prayer. I loved my creator very much. He is the ultimate destination Everyman wants to get to. But wait a minute….since I came in here you’ve been bombarding me with questions. Do you have a problem with the way I lived my life?
    Messenger : Do you really want to have an answer to that question?
    Stone : Yes.
    Messenger : Alright… I will give you an answer. I would like you to sit down because I wouldn’t want anything to distract you.
    Stone : ( walks to the couch. Contemplates if to sit on it or not. Finds the couch too dirty Decides to remain standing )
    Messenger : Half bread is better than none. You must learn to love that couch as it is.
    Sandi : (walks and sits on the couch) .
    Stone : (looks at Sandi with a stern expression on his face) .
    Sandi : ( leaves the couch and remains standing) .
    Messenger : You would remember that somewhere in the course of our conversation, I told you that I could not understand why my master’s love for variety had to become a huge problem to you in the course of your life down there. He created everything you saw including those that you called enemies with love. It was your place to treat all those people and things He created with dignity. My master is very please when he sees that all what He created is treated with dignity. Instead, what did you do? You brandished some enemies simply because they looked different, were poor, were uneducated and had a civilization you considered primitive. Let me tell you that when He created you, He breath into you so that you would have life. He did the same thing with those people you considered enemies or low-lives. Breathing into you so that you could have life meant that He lived in you just as He lived and lives in every one of them. With such a behavior I wonder how you can now claim to have loved my master whom you’ve never seen during your life time when you could not love some people