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Indigenous


The tree of senses keeps me close to my conscience,

liberating the bondage of believes in existence.

In certainty of identification to belong in effect,

by family as race and nationality towards self-image detect.

The individual perspective by self awareness in social situation,

maintains for the observers affirmation towards recognition.

The body language in color of skin in particular,

revealing the indigenous humanity curricular.

The status quo of race and native are the history,

righteous beliefs trapped by inherited mystery.

Take your courage to eternal universal action,

creating the self of truth to the freedom of beliefs as attraction.

Then every belief creates the relevants of attachments of some not belief,

only the divine order by faith is the relieve.

National identification as living force by being a patriot,

false securities claiming political manipulation as idiot.

Humanity as spirit knowledge on earthly quest,

the truth in purpose has its color and social status as test.

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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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