Truth
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When life holds together Broken hands and broken fingers, The connection of pain. From the open mouths of crying widows, To the sung and sorrowful dirges Of impoverished children, Still can the brokenness find a path To a certain world, Where futures find shelter. To rise, Means to ride The open waves that crest, But…
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“In ways we feel vulnerable, we are in love. We trust, because we reveal to the other what we’ve held back, when alone. Darkness, holds the same appearance, as loneliness. Everything we reveal, is trusted by the beloved other, to not be scorned. Rather than the truth to scorn us like the sun with its…
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“Flesh is the representation of truth. Uncovered, it compels us to turn away from it, because everything that is about truth, is something revealed. For the same reason as anyone cannot look directly at the sun, things that are ‘revealed’ represent light, not darkness.”
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Love is the most logical of things upon this Earth, and yet, its representation, of oneness, or God, has no understanding by science. That is because love represents the mind, while science gains by way of the form. Science cannot ever have the ability to comprehend the mind and its functions, because its most logical…
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“Influence is the road to deception. Truth is the straightest road to the love for another, and from another. Trust, even if blind, is never blind, because it is the least thing a flawed and imperfect human expects.” A personal choice is the relation to deception, because the personal choice had only been made through…
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“By embracing improvement, one embraces logic. By embracing change, one embraces deception.”
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“Truth is not so simple to embrace, though it cleanses us to clearness. Lies are quite simple to embrace, though they’ll create numerous complications.”
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Three layers, meaning, three separate areas that can become three focuses for a world, filled with creatures identical to “intelligent beings” called Homo-sapiens… And these three layers are: Bottom layer: Death. Middling layer: Flesh. Top layer: Love. In a current world obsessed with “liberation” and “equality”, we’ve changed simply the words for the three layers,…
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Death has eyes like two heated lanterns,And I am forced to learn survival.A promise I had formed,From hands that were once bleeding,And strength now raises me for a keeping.To make beauty my own from flesh that continues to writhe,From a woman I adore, and will never allow to scream.Any and all who threaten harm, I…


