Resurrection of a slave

evenwheniLie

 

 

 

 

…..Forcefully inbred,  never fed, ate bugs instead, slept on hard beds, mother and father been dead, master name Jed, great grandmother once said, look to the east, set your mind at peace, our ancestors birthed mankind, our true history is hard to find, bold lies in place of the divine, spiritual crimes against yours and mines, futures passed, what was lost will forever be hard to grasp; chasing who we were is an impossible task, resurrection won’t come fast.

  • Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: May 23rd, 2024 09:36
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Mutley Ravishes

    What if mankind has been here before? What if the present humanity is the fifth one to have existed on this planet?
    What if we are not the body and the thoughts?
    What if you, me, and everybody has committed spiritual crimes at some point in our past? (and how far back does that past really go?!)

    • evenwheniLie

      The physical dynamics no doubt creates a psychodynamics in our minds; in it, we can create a hell on both sides of life’s mirror….. let’s say that.

      • Mutley Ravishes

        What you wrote brought to mind what I read once from a Native American teaching, namely that in the African body the water element is dominant, in the Oriental the air element, in the Caucasian the fire element, and in the Native American the earth element. There's so many mysteries to the body, isn't there?

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