I BELIEVE

I BELIEVE

I believe
Through my experience

Though my perception
Of that experience

Is in itself no more
In the final end

Than my faith
That my perception

Of my experience
Is worthy of trust

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About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feelings.

Posted on February 15, 2016, in Poems and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Creative and truth trust in yourself /ourselves.

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    • But doesn’t Trump trust himself and his beliefs and believe his view of the world is the truth? And is he not also quite creative in constructing a set of “truths” (beliefs) which a lot of other people can agree with?

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