Our Father
Our Father, you’re consubstantial,
However we call your name.
Yahweh, or Allah,
We choose to follow
The forces that circle within.
Give us the patience to trust ourselves
And relinquish our egos
As we receive those who punish themselves.
And breeding more toleration,
We decrease the illusion.
For I am thee, and he is she, and you are me,
And we are all together.
-Amen.
1 comment:
i haven't been frequenting the blogs lately, shame on me. it appears you've been on a roll. your last few entries are awsome. i'm loving,"our father",especially the line,"as we receive those who punish themselves". i'd also like to give a amen hallaluja to ,"this one goes out to all the white trash..." why are the dunes such a scumbag mecca??or holiday weekends in grover for that matter? it's like vons smells like a f$%&ing cigarette on any given three day weekend. i also really enjoyed your plumber poem ( :-and whats this? your moving the store to slo?
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