Animist Poems - Poems about Animist

...Come, All of you, my brothers and my sisters, Let us join hands and march on God's path, The divine path, The one that would lead us into His arms Whether you are: Christian Moslem Hindu Bud......

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...He lights cigarettes not his regular, The Poorest Tobacco making popular, For it parting with hard earned chinks And its service enjoying with blinks; Beer not his proclaimed Brand Still finds......

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...He does not treasure his link With four Arab Terrorists: Men who’d pretended they could think But for their savage strikes, Humorists… He shall his thoughts bare and not blink “His haters now ......

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...From assassins fleeing but finally spotted, One’s good image guarding and still it is blotted; An ill-omened murderous car Crushing one’s guiltless star! A team playing out its heart but lifti......

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...By men’s dismissing laughter challenged, It being sheer insanity ignoring the lips-twisting thing: Round-table talks on it speedily arranged, No more sexual meetings with any man, no fling! By th......

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...An animist believes there are living souls in trees. I agree without any kind of extra persuasion. I already believe the stars and faeries have souls, right? And the moon and the sun, and lakes an......

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...I finished reading Sharon Blackie's Enchanted Life yesterday. Kind of a How To Do It, a how to fix BusinessAsUsual textbook organically rooted in animism, I suppose a theologist and maybe an e......

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...COPLA 103 RESOLUTION : This Bad Guy World Roughly speaking hindus are Indians North Americans protestant : Give or take some Most catholics invest Europeans Plus the South American contin......

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...Let them say I was a simple, stubborn person, hypersensative or insensative, a dispenser of partial justice, a person of particular patience, may those who encountered me in moments of bliss or ......

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...Longing for the rainforest, the smell of life eternal springs and wafts across the oceans deep to my chilly home to bring.. images of orchards bright in high trees with roots a dangling of butterfl......

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...A people without a god I ask you to serve our goddess, to pay the dues of our kinds, leaving those western men you call priests and imams at the expense of our shrine masters and their fabulous inc......

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