How lenient I have given out display is now over
for I suffer the most passionate forms of you
And it is
this in you I recognize as if I were yourself …. as if we were no one else
Has
everything become yet but truer into the Definitionless Now
this I
feel obligated to relate to you somehow religion is now religious.
I am a
god inasmuch as you are breathing
You know
the problem of the truth is the constant deceiving
Takes
one to know one is something man has said
The
truth of this relationship is becoming more obvious
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