The Divided

There is no secular, and there is no christian.

All are peculiar phrasings of subjective diction.

titles and symbols: meaning to the finite,

yet what is, is as it is in the dark, in the light;

all beyond momentary pining by the mind’s might.

 Simple charming descriptions to preserve

our confining worlds and stored reserves. 

See the single man with his house on the mount?

down in the slums are his neighbors: many to count ;

Or, another man gives a cup of cold

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My name: Jeffrey Tollefson. tengo dos hermanos y viente tres anos. I enjoy reading, and not being motivated to read. I'll share some music interests as well. Ihave been recking not my own rede for 23 years.

But, good my brother, Do not, as some ungracious pastors do, Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven, Whiles a puffed and reckless libertine, himself the primrose path of dalliance treads and recks not his own rede. -Ophelia, Hamlet

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