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Thus Spake Zarathustra

 

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Arabic still spoken in Andalusian
Villages after 400 years of the inquisition.
Muslim houses in Bosnian villages
With crosses on display
Despite the threat of apostasy.

“And slay them wherever ye find them.”

Morning fresh as one –
The Buddha knew –
The flowers of the valley
The grasses of the plains
Shine with the unbidden light of heaven
And nothing shall remain

Nothing but a stranger in this world
This is still the truth
No retribution here.
The future aligned with heavenly ways,

These are the words of the wise
Look at the graves.
And on inauspicious days,
With no quarter offered, or taken
Riot, lobby, accuse, condemn,
The faithful seek the blood of men.
Shake off these shades of numerology
Live without angels
Die as men…..

 

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