Many people ask me whether I am a believer,
the answer is yes,
many people think I am a Muslim,
because I say Allah,
but I am neither Muslim, nor Christian and not Buddhist either,
I only believe for myself,
I know that God exists and that he is with me,
no matter for me whether I am a father say, Allah or he,
these are just words,
the spirit is all-knowing and is much more,
it's been a long time now,
that I was a little boy before sleeping prayed,
it seemed to me as if we were two talking,
I asked him then to
protect me in life,
protect my family ºten,
and for happiness and for blessings,
still everything wasn't so easy,
I often cried during that time,
there are moments where death is more than that last hope appears,
but that wasn't the path my father gave me to take,
I know that now, I live every day because I have blessings,
try me to always remember who I am and where I come from,
from creation and light,
not suddenly life is gained from nothing,
I was confirmed, I studied ,
and listened to the priest's words,
but despite or precisely because of this, a lot remained hidden,
so I started my search again from the beginning,
I researched and drilled myself ,
managed to get answers,
managed to reach the limits of the mind that only logic is known,
at some point the point came where my head could no longer hold up,
I folded up open your mind, let your thoughts rest and sit down,
because the best connection is and remains the direct one,
I fold my hands, remember to pray before sleeping,
/>Instead of reading about angels I want to hear what they say,
Because the signal is always there, we just need the antennas,
Hold my palms up as a symbol of conception,
I am not worthy but I thirst for the water of life,
the manna of the soul,
I stop Allah and follow his ways,
Don't be satisfied with sitting in the churches where there are Bibles and people sing songs that are just listless and staid, which I find disgusting,
Every now and then there are fuffies and hunnies in the bell bag,< br/>the pastor is happy,
the giver hopes that God is his friend,
doesn't regret anything, but clearly feels better,
you go to confession, you get fame quickly,
begins to pray for forgiveness on order,
and then it will be fine,
the Christians fulfill the duty,
you apologize,
appreciate the Lord and do not sin,
at least once a week,
also publicly,
so that everyone can see how pious you are,< br/>you notice who sits on time every Sunday and also at the front,
the farce is great,
nobody is looking for God but is just waiting,
for Jesus to come and she brings from the spiritually dead like Lazarus,
I read in Proverbs of Solomon,
Wisdom from David's throne,
Seek alone the kingdom of God,
In the times of Babylon,
What else is left for me,
Probably just me,
But that's not enough for me,
Look for like-minded people from Mecca to Minden who are with me.

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