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Empty words in a universe filled by emptiness
Satan does not exist until you believe it,
but when you start to believe it...
(Papus)
The same goes for God?
And what about hate?
love, life?
or death?
(I wonder)
In which of these things
you do not believe?
1) Satan
2) God
3) Hate
4) Love
5) Life
6) Death
Please specify the numbers
and fell free
to play to the lottery
If the universe is a gamble
reality is surely an invention
Someone believe in all
If one does not believe
still effected by them
way of being born
in a spiritual vocabulary
or the stark science
hidden behind
the gospels' contradictions
But if not through
suffering or delusion,
then we are affected
by the absence
the horrifying
absence's glorious extent
of wonder
and its possibility.
I cannot own the world
still alive in good faith
I think it is mine
but is not mine
we are product of love,
or a display of hate
maybe the teacher
is not yet finished speaking
Just observing our cancerous cities
from space, waiting
For the moment,
there does not seem any progress
which is what makes life
well lived and without end
Only thoughts from my
struggles with faith
Empty words in a universe
filled by emptiness
but when you start to believe it...
(Papus)
The same goes for God?
And what about hate?
love, life?
or death?
(I wonder)
In which of these things
you do not believe?
1) Satan
2) God
3) Hate
4) Love
5) Life
6) Death
Please specify the numbers
and fell free
to play to the lottery
If the universe is a gamble
reality is surely an invention
Someone believe in all
If one does not believe
still effected by them
way of being born
in a spiritual vocabulary
or the stark science
hidden behind
the gospels' contradictions
But if not through
suffering or delusion,
then we are affected
by the absence
the horrifying
absence's glorious extent
of wonder
and its possibility.
I cannot own the world
still alive in good faith
I think it is mine
but is not mine
we are product of love,
or a display of hate
maybe the teacher
is not yet finished speaking
Just observing our cancerous cities
from space, waiting
For the moment,
there does not seem any progress
which is what makes life
well lived and without end
Only thoughts from my
struggles with faith
Empty words in a universe
filled by emptiness
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