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My roots go deed for the thought to be dead. Christians would have you believe that you soul goes up or down, While another thinks you find nirvana or walk endless ly in limbo The druid philosophy says The dead are not really dead. They are your ancestors, beneath the surface holding you up with each step you take to make the right decision or walk along the best path possible. Some would say they are your thoughts as you go forward.
You are walking on a round , The path comes to a fork. One leads up into the clouds. The other along the pond which goes into a dense forest.. You pause looking at the cloud movement and the eagle above the billowing clouds. A white cow stops along side you ad for a moment you are eye to eye. You see the reflections at the fork. The cow moves on along the road by the pond and vanishes.
You come out of your pause and follow. There you find wood to fluid across the emerald green pond to the field with apples.
Was it your ancestors guiding you, or are you still seeing then beneath the weather cold stone.
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Glenn Capers 09/04/2014 16:14
My roots go deed for the thought to be dead. Christians would have you believe that you soul goes up or down, While another thinks you find nirvana or walk endless ly in limbo The druid philosophy says The dead are not really dead. They are your ancestors, beneath the surface holding you up with each step you take to make the right decision or walk along the best path possible. Some would say they are your thoughts as you go forward.You are walking on a round , The path comes to a fork. One leads up into the clouds. The other along the pond which goes into a dense forest.. You pause looking at the cloud movement and the eagle above the billowing clouds. A white cow stops along side you ad for a moment you are eye to eye. You see the reflections at the fork. The cow moves on along the road by the pond and vanishes.
You come out of your pause and follow. There you find wood to fluid across the emerald green pond to the field with apples.
Was it your ancestors guiding you, or are you still seeing then beneath the weather cold stone.