God

  • Why can’t I believe in God too?

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    A spider sits on her threadWeaving her world From a dream.Looking down at her childLost and listless. Unknown to himShe longs for his return.If only, I too, Had eight eyes I could aim towards high heaven.Like the spider aims downTowards the worldSeeing all, without need for faith.I’m blinder now mind’s eye deadSeeing no moreThe hidden.At…

  • Is it great yet?

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    I do not pledge allegiance to that flagI do not pledge to it’s government eitherIf I pledged it was onlyTo the people. I pledge to the new propagandaThat the empire is dying. I pledge to the new flag not made yet. With stars for new states,And gone-stars for states unmade. I pledge to democracyThe thing…

  • Stars

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    Isn’t knowledge of God just an astronomy of hearts?Who here can Look up and list all the stars,And peer into the eyes of the thousand flaming godsEach light like a pendant for the lost.This horizon moves to guide long shadows in the dark,A penance for the Atlas that holds up all the art.Catch it like…