Logic and might, faith turned like a mill
The world not full of anything evil
Because nothing evil would be created
But what is the source of pain and death?
Is it illusion? It must be
Childlike, making assumptions of a good world
If it makes me feel better, what wrong is there?
To consider others as real, one would have to be omniscent
A terrible blasphemy and doing unto others all along
One step away from meddling-assuming that it is being taken care of
As an angel might ask God to be its slave
But without being so needy
2007-11-25
10:19:48
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