I feel that because I can do a lot of things for you;
because I can play, laugh and frolic with you;
because I discover little, wonderful things with you;
because I feel your warmth and love you;
because together with you I can ask and thank you again.
I ask you: stay close to me and hold me!
Thank god that you exist. (Anonymous)
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knowledge of truthis philosophy,which is directlyconcerned withasking the questionof life’s meaningand sketching ananswer to it.
articulates and communicatesdeepened levels of intimacy and union.Such words of love themselvesevoke occasions of this communion,which is a mode of knowingnot wholly available to whatcan be communicated inquantitative, verifiable forms.
Split up the rock.Touch the waters that gush forth.Make it life giving waters for me.Lift me up from the valley.Carry me on your shouldersup above your mountainto feed me with your love.Your soft touch aloneWill make me holy;This unworthy beingwho often falls in the valley.(This was published in Poetfreak under the name of Genovamaaa. Genova…
self in person,was lying on thestreets of Jerusalem,was on the floorof the palace of thehigh priest and inhis prison cell.Believing in his divinityis the key which helpsone to worship his bloodpoured out in his passion.This poured bloodfor the sake of humanitybrings healing andforgiving of sins.
Words of praise andaffection bring us to life.Words of ridicule and or bad newscan hurt us and make us sad.What words did we hearin the past weekwhich have done usgood, which have hurt us?What words of edification,comfort and lovecame out of our mouth?What about our ownculture of the word?
famine,sicknesses,bombswar,concentration camps…mankind lost millions.and millions of human beings.But through abortionthe human kind has committedthe heinous crime ofmurdering more thanall that happenedin the world so far.
