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I believe In the shameless love of this life; Not in a previous or afterlife. I don't believe In reincarnation, transmigration Ascension or decesnsion. And all the sepulchres concur. I believe in Christ, Not Christianity or Protestantism. I believe in Muhammad, Not Islam (And this list goes on). I don't believe in banshees, Astral projection or any OBE. I don't believe in gnomes or trolls, Elves, sprites and witches, Nirvana, Valhalla, Heaven or Hell. And I believe I won't be disappointed. I believe in politics, Not politicians. I believe in the Arts (All of them), And humanity, And You, The healers and teachers. Oh Spirit, Where is it? I don't believe hovering souls Listen to eulogies. I don't believe in death-bed conversions Just because... I believe in a living consciousness, For I Am That I Am, And that's what I am. I will not go gently, For I know, There's nothing To worry about.
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Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 9:07 AM UTC
An Apostate's Creed
I believe In the shameless love of this life; Not in a previous or afterlife. I don't believe In reincarnation, transmigration Ascension or decesnsion. And all the sepulchres concur. I believe in Christ, Not Christianity or Protestantism. I believe in Muhammad, Not Islam (And this list goes on). I don't believe in banshees, Astral projection or any OBE. I don't believe in gnomes or trolls, Elves, sprites and witches, Nirvana, Valhalla, Heaven or Hell. And I believe I won't be disappointed. I believe in politics, Not politicians. I believe in the Arts (All of them), And humanity, And You, The healers and teachers. Oh Spirit, Where is it? I don't believe hovering souls Listen to eulogies. I don't believe in death-bed conversions Just because... I believe in a living consciousness, For I Am That I Am, And that's what I am. I will not go gently, For I know, There's nothing To worry about.
Tip of the cap to Dylan Thomas for the line.
francie-lynch
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Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 9:07 AM UTC
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