Is it ever really what it seems?A Poem by andrew mitchell
When he realised
his mind wasn’t his own shoved to the floor his thoughts were caged. Looking through the bars he saw spirituality flying high on the mountain peaks free across the ranges where souls roamed. All the while religion enslaved the minds within closed boundaries limiting the knowledge they should need to break free from the shackles of religion to embrace spirituality. Did those who lived within the book really ever lived happy compared to those who lived outside free from limitations? © 2020 andrew mitchellReviews
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3 Reviews Added on January 23, 2020 Last Updated on January 23, 2020 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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