The spin twists in rebuttal. Lengthy sentences without consistent charm. I have the blind tendency to nervously sweep my thoughts to somewhere I am unable to find them when I am nervous. My social skills have subsided.
[with spite]
How is it possible for one to accept and live for the freedom of the US and still have no tolerance or acceptance for those who live just as they do?
[time leaves]
The conscious replies to the world’s importance in secular beliefs. Is it what we believe to be true that becomes our faith? Or is our faith a predisposition to the familiar? We are loyal to what we believe unless we leave our bodies in passiveness. I am faithful to what I know. But do I know anything? My thoughts flow in no order that can be respected as concrete. Yet the faith that belongs to me is tolerant of others whose faith is bound by beliefs that constitute who we as Americans are created to be- faithful without content of belief. People have faith, yet their conscious does not. They are queered by logic. They are blind as I, with the tendency to not acknowledge the obvious. We cannot have faith without first believing logic.
[parting]
Friday, April 3, 2009
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