The Right Balance of Spirit and Mind
The soul’s call in life so hollow
Drowns in filth and chains of lies.
Spirit, rise! Let courage follow!
Break the mind’s deceitful ties.
Burn away the piles of clutter
Choking thought with dull deceit!
Spirit’s first — not mind’s dull mutter,
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Erasing the Spirit in False Premises of Pseudoscience
"Whoever wishes to ascend to the knowledge of anything must first believe in that without which such ascent is impossible."
– Nicholas of Cusa, 15th century
Foundations built on lies,
Or nonsense most absurd,
Turn minds to hollow skies—
Salvation needs the Word.
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I will not fear. I will not be afraid.
Send your servants, and have custody of my eyes.
Send those that know, and I shall know them.
May I look up and find halos.
May I witness to the six pair of protection— the divine relayer of message.
If it takes over a month, I will kill my flesh.
I will embrace holy strength and forego these urges.
Father, may I master discernment.
Lord, I know not the full truth.
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These are heretical poems about God, religion, the Bible and the Christian religion.
When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch
When I was small,
God held me in thrall:
Yes, He was my All
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Futile Efforts of the Beasts
Despite the Beasts' relentless strain,
The "people" rise and live again—
Amid the fascist filth they stand,
Through trials wrought by wicked hands.
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The Right Balance of Spirit and Mind
The soul’s call in life so hollow
Drowns in filth and chains of lies.
Spirit, rise! Let courage follow!
Break the mind’s deceitful ties.
Burn away the piles of clutter
Choking thought with dull deceit!
Spirit’s first — not mind’s dull mutter,
......
Erasing the Spirit in False Premises of Pseudoscience
"Whoever wishes to ascend to the knowledge of anything must first believe in that without which such ascent is impossible."
– Nicholas of Cusa, 15th century
Foundations built on lies,
Or nonsense most absurd,
Turn minds to hollow skies—
Salvation needs the Word.
......
Futile Efforts of the Beasts
Despite the Beasts' relentless strain,
The "people" rise and live again—
Amid the fascist filth they stand,
Through trials wrought by wicked hands.
-------------------------
......
I will not fear. I will not be afraid.
Send your servants, and have custody of my eyes.
Send those that know, and I shall know them.
May I look up and find halos.
May I witness to the six pair of protection— the divine relayer of message.
If it takes over a month, I will kill my flesh.
I will embrace holy strength and forego these urges.
Father, may I master discernment.
Lord, I know not the full truth.
......
These are heretical poems about God, religion, the Bible and the Christian religion.
When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch
When I was small,
God held me in thrall:
Yes, He was my All
......