United by Providence and happenstance, the cheery smell of cinnamon cookies at Christmas transports everyone to the sacred tears of Sri Lanka, from Italy to India, the center of civilizations are light years a way in religious form, yet united under the lion with sword. They are separated at a perpetual divinely ordained impasse of love and compassion.
From Krishna to Christ, a chosen one was chosen to enrapture our civilization with love, charm, compassion, and friendship. From the Ocean of Mystics to the Sea of Middle Earth, Sri Lanka and Venice perpetually retain a sacred space on the heart of mankind.
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