What simple profundities What profound simplicities To sit down among the trees and breathe with them in murmur brool and breeze -- And how can I trust them who pollute the sky with heavens the below with hells Well, humankind, I'm part of you and so my son but neither of us will believe your big sad lie
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'And how can I trust them
who pollute the sky
with heavens
the below with hells'
Just wow. Resonate much? Yes. My feelings toward religion are complex. Speaking only for myself, I may have found myself 'found' for a time but quickly curiosity, wonder, openness, (dare I add being 'free indeed') all these were limited or crushed. If that is pollution, well, I find myself in agreement fully with Corso.
Your big sad lie - that about sums up the world right now.