From the First Trees...a poetry blog: No Other Is

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

No Other Is

Every moment, is a sacrifice...to that, which is solitary. Every moment is a grace...to he, who is holy. Confess, to yourself...only, for no other is.

Written by Bruce James Clyde 2016, at Deming, New Mexico

Art: Young faun and girl, artist presently unknown

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I appreciate your visit, very much. This site is dedicated to the 'Divine Soul', that which is called God, Brahma, the Ineffable One, The Mystery. I call God, The Father, or simply, Father. He calls me simply, son. I am more spiritual, than religious. I believe in 'many possibilities'. I am not quick, to cast out old for new, for I feel, the past holds wisdom and knowledge, and a love for things, and ways, that are now, 'not respected'. I am very brief in my knowledge, of many things..a comprehensive view. I study religious teachings, of many kinds and of all ages. To my view, they overlap, and are worthy...every one, of deep analysis. Jesus would have spoken with Buddah, Buddah, likewise with Jesus...with no qualms, or qualifications. Likewise, Hinduism, that ancient mother of religions, that birthed so many more, sons and daughters of belief. Enjoy, please, with an open mind. There are poetry's and posts of issues and interests. May you be blessed in this visit.

Namaste.

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