- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Practicing Old Rituals
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Beyond religions.
Beyond scientific method…there is you and your solitary quest.
You observed to understand.
You listened and learned to speak…
You indulged to taste and smell life.
Your first steps are always so pure and right…aren’t they?
Then you spoke and wrote in an attempt to communicate your point of view.
These are the oldest rituals.
Our sciences and religions are built up around our ancestors.
We carry on their old traditions of humanity.
Rituals can be magic…..
But always keep it personal….
Bow to no one and stand on equal ground with all.
Never perform rituals in an unbalanced way…it can be dangerous.
That’s the irony and paradox….
That’s the only way to find all in one….and vise versa.
Your eyes and ears observed and listened to family members….
Be they any species.
For good or ill bad relations or good…
They not be mirrors.
They be variations of your own blood.
