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Dense Ego


Learning and not gaining the knowledge of truth,

virtues loss that talent is sold by reason proof.

The intellect in doubt when stupidity is confident,

the ignorance and its conscientious consequent.

The atheist’s ego and stress to believe in higher power,

recognized by being corrected and turning sour.

The loss of integrity by prudent act of knowledge,

but foolish expose that folly inferior grudge.

Delight of senseless proof in fact,

killing the potential of embrace in act.

Emotional intelligence the sphere of love,

believing or not are desperations for all above.

The power to control needs a story told,

ageless entities forever bold.

Entities of numbers have endless frames,

giving scientist room to theoretic claims.

Belief is the freewill of individuality,

where big bang becomes a lollipop sanctuary.

Expensive education the holy drag,

where every degree is a smoking fag.

By turning times to become a admired elite,

the evolution to turn into a Aphrodite.

The consequence of ego’s appetite,

making love to ones owns satisfied.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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https://robertrittel.blogspot.com Living virtualistic through myself. The road I wanted to follow choose me and I can see the cosmos to know itself. I remember only moments where my actions manifested the belief of my passion, choosing my next universe through what I have learned in this one. My fears got lost in dreams, sensing what needed to be done with no thinking. I believe in fairy tales, especially with dragons and how to tame them. I do not need any strange faith to worship that celestial brilliance. Dismissing everything what insults my soul and faithful in those small things, because it is in them where our strength is.

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