A tablet of bread: faith
A tablet of bread: faith
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He touches the illumination. God!
It sure burns. It burns inside. Burns outward.
Learning is a slow combustion that hurts.
Elucidates, purifies and sets ablaze.
The men who do not comprehend and those
who do, choose to leave the unworldly boy
or to stand beside as true disciples…
he seems not to know. Fancy, if he cares.
Knowledge has made him realize the truth that
“truth” dies in interpretation. Ha, faith!
No you go. All of you, all who want to
belong to his discipline. He will rather
play with children in a green neighbourhood.
By the truth, according to him “world is
a playfield.”
He writes his disciplines on a tablet
made of a bread and let birds eat
away the world according to them
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He touches the illumination. God!
It sure burns. It burns inside. Burns outward.
Learning is a slow combustion that hurts.
Elucidates, purifies and sets ablaze.
The men who do not comprehend and those
who do, choose to leave the unworldly boy
or to stand beside as true disciples…
he seems not to know. Fancy, if he cares.
Knowledge has made him realize the truth that
“truth” dies in interpretation. Ha, faith!
No you go. All of you, all who want to
belong to his discipline. He will rather
play with children in a green neighbourhood.
By the truth, according to him “world is
a playfield.”
He writes his disciplines on a tablet
made of a bread and let birds eat
away the world according to them