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A cure

Harm no one, the inevitable thought of a miniscule Agamemnon, The insufferable, the pious, the deceiver, And the devout, the sheep, the lamb, Lead me I follow, Follow me I will train you, Despicable, For here there is only nothingness disguised as a cruel sacrifice, I believe in nothing, in circles, in patterns, in physics, in atoms within atoms, in life that studies itself, I believe in the arts, in music, in poetry, in dreams that are breathed into existence through an artists touch, I believe in family, in pure love, in unconditional acceptance, in forgiveness and the cultivation of hope, I believe in people, who's emotions rage like the sea, who's ideas raise whole cities, who's dreams are to find peace and understanding, who sometimes are misled but are never beyond the good within themselves, I believe in life, in growth, in the earth, the mother of us all and the sun, the father that watches his children basking in his warmth, I believe in trees that give us oxygen and water that gives us life. And so I believe in the underdog, the unseen, the overlooked, the underrated, and the unappreciated, I believe in the here and now, the present moment, the kiss, the dance, the wine, and the open hand. There is nothing of your cold religion, or your angry god that I need. Because life is all around me and beauty is in all things here and now and forever. Space spirals on and the river of time still flows in all directions, it is eternal this holy thing and it is without end, no mans demonic godhead will ever bring it down and this disease called religion will eventually be cured.
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marcus-pendergraft
30 / M / American
For You?
Written by
marcus-pendergraft
30 / M / American
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Jan 11, 2013
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