It’s Not Mine To Say
Who am I to tell,
and who am I
to say?
There is nothing
I know that
you do not.
Can I say that
God is with you,
or is not?
Or can I say that
you are with God,
or you are not?
It is not mine
to tell,
only to share.
It is not mine
to say,
but to infer.
The sun rises
and I know
it is day.
The sun sets
and I know
it is evening.
There are no
words, no
wordplay.
No interpretation
that separates
the two.
There is only
the vision—
understanding.
There is only
the guilt
we share.
There is only
being
what we are.
It causes me not
to say,
but to infer.
Hello,
I’m James
Welcome to Soliloquy. This blog page is for those who see the world around them without delusion. Those who recognize that humanity cannot cure itself, and that religion and politics continue to compound the issues that plague us. Whereas people claim to put faith in God, they turn to men, to religions for answers, and not their Creator. It has become obvious that religion has done nothing for humanity but confound and confuse, incite hatreds, and set all humanity at odds with one another.
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