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Loving Nature without loving God is a neat trick
But as I love Nature, how could I complain?
Are you a humanist? Spinoza a guy with a large brain
Defined God as Nature; if one is not the other, then please do take your pick
When you are very civilized the wild jungle or temptation:
-Less your cup of tea-
Then God surely is not Love, how bitter can you be?
Without moral compass: (We are so rude) Without chlorophyll: damnation
Without morals indeed I may be lost. Without life much worse:
God without Nature: it’s just no good, or to me, a curse.
Nature excluding God’s creation, I add, gave birth to the capitalist his saw
He logged the wood, set fire to the Amazon and this he named the law
Since the two, towards each other being amorous:
Nature and its God, as Spinoza be my guide: synonymous
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Antigone did
That which Gods from her wanted
Bowing to no one
Freedom fighting girl
Ethic’ly responsible
A riot God sent
Freedom in God’s book
Resistance to oppression
End to slavery
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If you believe in Magic
You will find it
Response:
If you believe in magic you’ll find it (theme)
If you believe in magic
Biodiversity is not a trick
By a fraudster God
Shrinking yes but still
Compared to death a lot
If that lot you magic call
Find it I do pray you will
My best wishes to you all
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War and Peace
Lemons’ lemonade
Human kindness changed our fate
Forged us Love from hate
Every day war crimes
Today no lemonade times
When life gives us limes
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Oh c*nt, you dick
It is so nice to talk like Cyrano and be polite
Towards the goals of love. To fight
No more. To write quite lovesick
On the topic in a way most delicate, refined
And win a heart not by title nor by cash
Instead by art, to be quite dignified about the flesh
A master of the body and the mind
If we are prostitutes, then let it be, of a most Godly Muse
"You whore", you may accuse:
"Of the divine, of the less earthly matters"
When I kiss in love letters
It goes to show
By sublimation, the reality of Love I know
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You are not frozen
In what would be winter's cold
Snowman in a pond
Autumn leaves glued back
Back on the branch of a tree
By the widower
Facebook should protect
For all the girls in the world
A healthy diet
"A beautiful mind
Dreaming of wild princesses"
Said the frog "have I"
Dates make us wonder
Love tree fruit fruitful for me
Or for another?
Dating a poem
Inspiration on our lips
Ink between our teeth
Are words innocent?
Gods made people kill lovers
Whose words woo those Gods
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Creator of the soul, is it chemistry or God or both, the two?
Even if I knew, to whom should I speak?
And how? From a mountain peak?
Or to the fragile, ill, dying? How should I speak to you?
When death occurs, we’ll notice if the soul will carry on.
Or will dissolve, with our flesh, smart meat no more
In the afterlife, will we knock on hell’s or heaven’s door?
The soul eternal, or death final, when life has gone?
Until then my soul wants love
Not eternal love, but just today
Is its joy a gift that God has taken care of?
I presume it is not for me to say
To receive a kiss it makes my soul complete
When Love created God, it winged my soul its feet
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Live on, the lost ones
Since not forgotten, they will
In their remembrance
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Homophobia
When lovers melt to be as one yet not alone
Would you cast them dead, and throw that heavy stone?
Suppose a brand of Love it isn’t antisocial
That Love to me is poetry, not prose, and no disease at all
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Dear Reader,
I have studied the Qur'an and it says in 24:31 "And they should wear veils over their bosoms, and not display their ornaments openly", family or relatives being the exception to the rule. (Fred Leemhuis edition.) Feminists in Iran who do not want a burka refer to this verse. A bikini is obligatory, nude beach is forbidden. But the imam doesn't want to know anything about the bikini, he wants a burkini, and he tells me: "To hell with the bikini and wear a veil from the top of your head till over your bosom." The imam adds till "(till) over the bosom". The Qur'an itself only says: "Over the bosom, and underpants/ briefs over your ornament". I do think as an orthodox living by the letter of the scripture one should say: long live the bikini. Kind regards Yoram
Oh these lovely ornaments, please
Cover them and those tender boobs
An inspiration to the military troops
Covered earthshakingly they may tease
With Bikini the atoll, the isle
The burkini exegesis
Just about Haram as thesis
It is not a holy style
And be gentle to her
Should you loathe her beauty
God might appreciate her booty
And put a lot of good in that which
You do not like. Please do not ditch
Qur'an 4:19 to which I do refer
And be gentle towards her. And when you loathe her, you might not like something in which God has put a mighty lot of good. Qur'an 4:19
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