I seek freedom.
Like that of the suffering moon.
The one that gazes sweetly with loving eyes,
inside the black-and-white background of the night sky.
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I do not fear big words.
But the clown lies in my heart.
Many songs, but I turn to the root of my daisy.
That is why I bow with supplication.
There where the dances end, and silence begins.
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My senses are refined.
They become transcendent and light.
And I hear the refined chirping of the birds.
How beautiful life is, finally, with a little humility.
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I bow again.
I drink the nectar insatiably.
Who does not want a little compassion?
Someone to listen to him and sweeten his life?
Even if for a little while.
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I love.
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Regarding the Image of God
This post will be a bit of a strange one. I wrote most of the following piece about six months ago, as certain governmental policies and actions were starting to roll out - and while reflecting upon certain ongoing atrocities. While these reflections revolve mostly around those claiming and practicing the Christian faith (and our failures to do so rightly) I do believe that they might be provide valuable insight - or at least something to think about - for folks of all perspectives who are willing to read them. So without further ado, here are a few of my recent reflections regarding the biblical concept of the 'image of God.'
By Gabriel Huizenga7 days ago in The Swamp
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This is beautiful I love the idea of freedom being found in humility