Life of truthA Poem by Kindra JOY
It is in the things that you can’t see nor touch that life exists. The tangibles are mere distractions from the soul, the spirit, life. A world without materials would be a truly alive and full world, a world of the spirit, a world of truth. There could be no killing nor stealing nor lying. The spirit knows only truth.
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Added on March 11, 2008 Author
Kindra JOYMIAboutI am Kindra Joy. This is all I truely know about me. But what is a name anyway? I am what I bring to your senses. Everything I am I am not. Nothing facinates me. As well, everything. The condition of.. more..Writing
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