Christmas

Christmas

What does it mean? The Birth of Jesus Christ for Christians
For the Christians, but not for all – drink, party, and more
Holiday, gift-giving, glittering illusions – where is the love?

Far, so far. Maybe He ran away and is afraid of people
Yes. No, oh no. We are the highest creatures! Humanoids!
Free will be given to the selfish ego, hmm; just our love

‘This is not true.’ Said Master. ‘Look around, don’t be rude.
So many people are helpful, their heart is open and pure,
Just be loveful, silent, friendly, honest, peaceful; comes love.’

Said Master. Yeah. Master is right—objective perfect mind.
‘Judge not, lest you be judged! Love your neighbor as yourself.’
Said Master. ‘And do not think always about yourself.’ Said Master



‘Blessed are the poor in spirit.’
Said Master

Yes, love is poor
Said Master
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