We discover from history that Jesus is the only person who influenced the world with least of the words. Even Bible, the ultimate source of his truth, only have very few words in it that Jesus really said. (But the sermons were very chatty)

Tells me that doesn’t matter how many (say he book heary) are invented, less spoken truths are always simple and prevelent.

Truths that need of time, evolution, and nature coincides with.

No doubt, the very fact that words like music and freedom exist in Bible, its founder was a man of great intellect and consideration.

We are truths and fruits of our ancestral truths and fruits

Know every tree by its fruits. His Tree, of Christanity is as such, Paul never saw him with his own two eyes but believe, honored his wished and carried out the message of truth honestly. This was the tree of Mystery. As it is. When time came, on the second day no one really saw him, but his nation, believed, without seeing, just like Paul did.

While a false fruit, a false tree, designed heaven around it, and a story was told of a possessed man and his companion of cave, who was with him all the time like a shadow, but when time came, he asked for his cut for and claimed the throne of of lies, of the long running game of bloodshed, he claimed himself to be the first owner. Greed overtook him. When the time came, that friend or his people (fruits) did not believed or recognized him even after watching him with their own two eyes. Greed, pride, envy cursed them. They lived in denial and rejected the truth.

Verily, St. Paul is better than a thousand Boo (backstabbing) Backers.

Truth and Facts: Skin and Bones

Saint Paul must have been a man with great predilection for honesty. He stood persistent, knowing the voice of his heart.

Paul not only embraced the truth, he owned it, as his own, and look how Christanity has grown, verily, through the fruits, of truth the fruits have shown, we are no more stranger to things of truth we’ve known, for fact is a bone, a skeleton of which truth, is a flesh, a skin, a gown.

If our faith’s been revived today, people feel born again, it is because Saint Paul served as its back bone, the history may not, I recognize him as the thirteenth apostle of Jesus. The most beautifully cloaked one.

If you miss a guide, think of Jesus, if you miss a friend, think of Paul. Toasim taught me, likes of Saint Paul are never really gone. Their blessings are always with you.