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Matter of Soul


The world of matter bents awareness and duality,

pertaining to required dimensionality.

The mental loss by worship sense data rigidly,

quantitative measures conformity.

Reforming towards natural perfection,

which by some folks becomes a cruel intersection.

The desperation of religious handicap,

following blindly some holy scrap.

Little world in little hats banging the wall,

the egos cry for to save us all.

Considered distorted experiences,

as guilt persists in emotional glimpses.

Time in clockwork liberation,

past lives handicap attached to sensation.

Distinctions between reality and shadow,

consciousness attracted to divine flow.

Sufficient transformation by living,

as below or above all is given.

Poignant realization of what the soul is not,

beginnings of true certainties begot.

Faith that creates faith and inner evolution,

taken the image forth to all else exclusion.

Many individual emotions we have to difference,

group state temptation and wilderness.

The struggle out of the familiar in critical state,

steps of evolution where the future meets present.

The attractively impersonated desirable goal,

pictured reality for the timeless soul.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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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