It won't - it won't be like you thought it was. Innocent dreams give way to winds of time that weather it all to ruin. But it will go on. That is Life. The Hollywood illusion of Goodness will falter. We'll get fat, sick and ugly, all in time to see we've always been ugly. Mystically, I suppose that's why Adam and Eve "covered their shame".
But there is, I believe, a turn in the play. As I've heard I repeat to you:
If someone wrote a play just to glorify
What's stronger than hate, would they not arrange the stage
To look as if the hero came too late, [as if] he's almost in defeat
It's looking like the Evil side will win, so on the edge
Of every seat, from the moment that the whole thing begins
Love who makes the mortar
And it's Love who stacked these stones
And it's Love who made the stage here
Although it looks like we're alone
In this scene set in shadows
Like the night is here to stay
There is Evil cast around us
But it's Love that wrote the play...
For in this darkness Love can show the way... (1)
(My words of wisdom for you tonight, that can't fit in a text message.)
Mystically, perhaps wispy wishes of Goodness or its very shadows bearing through giving glimpse to its size, what Adam and Eve didn't see was that we are not just ugly - but beautifully ugly. We are pieces that fit into a puzzle, and once in proper alignment, we actually show what is Beautiful, even with our shameful contortions.
You are beautifully ugly, and so much more lovely for it.
- David Wilcox, Live Songs and Stories; track 3, "Show the Way" --- start with the story in item #2 before you listen to the song at #3