They prayed for our silence, for darkness to grow,For thunder to drown every truth we might show.They prayed for the cold to seep into our flame,While smiling like saints and cursing our name. We prayed for their peace, for their children to sleep,For joy in their harvest, for roots planted deep.We asked for the light […]
In the beginning, there was no religion called Christianity. There was only a radical Jewish teacher from Galilee who spoke of a Kingdom “not of this world.” Yeshua of Nazareth walked among fishermen, tax collectors, and outcasts, offering not doctrine but awakening. His words were not laws, but keys meant to unlock the inner life,
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At the heart of the human condition lies a profound tension: the longing for the infinite while being confined to the finite. We are creatures of form who yearn for the formless, beings of thought who seek to grasp that which transcends it. In this existential dilemma, humanity has crafted two primary responses: religion and
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No blood was spilled, no blade was drawn,No battle raged from dusk till dawn.But still, a soul was dragged downhillSo tell me, friend: did you not kill? You said no curse with lifted hand,No gun, no rope, no violent stand.But sharpened tongues and silent spiteCan snuff a soul like endless night. You badmouthed him when
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There is a violence that does not wound with fists, but with words. A destruction that does not shatter bones, but erodes spirit. It is a quiet, insidious force, one that chips away at a person’s essence, not in one brutal strike, but in countless imperceptible cuts. This is the tyranny of malignant presence: an
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There is a quiet violence in the way some religious teachings demand endurance at all costs. Where leaving is framed as betrayal, but slow destruction is tolerated, even sanctified. Marriage becomes a holy trap, a divine contract where suffering is valorized and escape is sin. The theology of “till death do us part” twists into
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The modern spiritual mantra that all hatred is toxic is not only naive, it is a dangerous oversimplification. To condemn hatred outright is to deny the sacred fire that burns in the hearts of those who have witnessed true injustice. There is a hatred that does not corrode the soul but refines it, a hatred
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“A snake only sheds its skin to become a bigger snake” He watched her weep with silver eyes,A storm of sorrow, soft disguise.She said the past was dead and gone,That she’d awoken with the dawn. She shed her sins like serpent skin,Promised love would bloom within.He held her close despite the ache,Believed her vow, for
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His First Birthday in Heaven: Let This Be a Haunting Warning Some souls are too pure for this world: too honest, too upfront, too trusting. Our brother Fika was one of them. He moved through life with radical transparency: when he was angry, you saw it; when disappointed, he told you. There were no hidden
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He was born with sunlight in his chestA laugh that spilled without request.Even sorrow couldn’t stay,He’d joke it down, then laugh away. His siblings teased“He’ll laugh at pain!”And still, he’d grin and play the game.A walking spark, a flame in skin,He lit the room just walking in. He danced with joy, he lived out loud,A
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