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Good morning, my Lord, my God. Or rather, our Lord and our God.
Since I was a little girl, I talked to you, as I talk to a great and imaginary friend, knowing that there are more mysteries between heaven and earth than our vain philosophy.
You know, Lord, I grew up, and I realized that I became selfish, often pessimistic, but I see so many erroneous things that I move away from what makes me nauseous, I observe religious groups and realize the hypocrisy in them, lack of commitment with what Christ himself taught when he was on earth, or what other great men, like Muhammad, like Gandhi, and so many, but that modern man uses artifices, perhaps for this reason, I am no longer a religion today, and short on all concerned.
Do you know, Lord, I see so many displeasures of mankind, and in truth, I do not know why you have not returned yet? Man has lost the question of values, now everything is permissive, and family, consisting of man, woman and children, seems to be wrong, and the right is all changed.
I can not understand it all.
The world without conditions, people kill themselves for a simple $ 10.00, which may have cost people a lot, if they sell drugs, and everyone knows that there are politicians and many others involved in such organized crime.
The worst thing today was to wake up with the news that they were supposed to fight for the people of each state, to raise their own wages, and when they asked for decent salary for employees like doctors (from UBSs), nurses, (state) teachers, and officials, will not lead Brazil to bankruptcy, as one such Supreme Court Judge Carmem Lúcia said, who wants judges to have housing assistance, and the people in need.
You know, sir, I will not forget good cops, who are on the list of commands to be murdered, but where is the human rights ray for these soldiers? They also have family. I am outraged, that happened to a police officer who on Mother's Day, defended in front of daughter's school, other mothers, and children, she being accused. Lord, they have something wrong with humanity, really, I do not know what it is, I ask the train to stop, I want to get off.
Not to mention, Lord, the lack of love of people, where I see that they pray to the wrong God, perhaps to the Devil, because, day by day, they do not even look at the physiognomy of the people who work together, leaving for almost half an hour or more, without telephone service, without attending the gate, without anything, this is something unbelievable, especially in the public sector.
Anyway, Lord, how can I reverse this picture, hope again, if this life tires me, and I absorb all this?
How can all this happen, not to mention that we are currently capable of murdering our parents, and we have saidinha in the days of mothers or fathers, like this Suzana, that drugged girl, revolted without cause, asks the ex- boyfriend and ex-brother-in-law murder their parents while they slept? Or the mothers who murder their children, but have the privilege of going out on the days when children are celebrated? We still have the abusers, who are now spread in a fatal way in homes, in the virtual fields, and in so many places, which makes me very angry.
Lord, I do not know how to shut myself up in the face of all that I live, that's why I question you too much, I know I'm a sinner, I'm clever, I'm also a hypocrite, I talk too much about others, but I'm true, I take my faults, I'm not perfect, and I do not even know if I'll ever be.
But I know that I seek perfection, and I acknowledge beforehand that many seek it also, but Lord, why does this happen to me? Anyway, this is my prayer this morning, a cold autumn morning, where I make up this prayer that comes from my bitter and confused heart.
São Paulo, June 6, 2018.
Teka Castro.
I offer Celma Feitosa for the birthday ticket and for all the June birthdays.
Text in Portuguese - in the http://recantodasletras.com.br/autores/tekacastro - Questions to God
Good morning, my Lord, my God. Or rather, our Lord and our God.
Since I was a little girl, I talked to you, as I talk to a great and imaginary friend, knowing that there are more mysteries between heaven and earth than our vain philosophy.
You know, Lord, I grew up, and I realized that I became selfish, often pessimistic, but I see so many erroneous things that I move away from what makes me nauseous, I observe religious groups and realize the hypocrisy in them, lack of commitment with what Christ himself taught when he was on earth, or what other great men, like Muhammad, like Gandhi, and so many, but that modern man uses artifices, perhaps for this reason, I am no longer a religion today, and short on all concerned.
Do you know, Lord, I see so many displeasures of mankind, and in truth, I do not know why you have not returned yet? Man has lost the question of values, now everything is permissive, and family, consisting of man, woman and children, seems to be wrong, and the right is all changed.
I can not understand it all.
The world without conditions, people kill themselves for a simple $ 10.00, which may have cost people a lot, if they sell drugs, and everyone knows that there are politicians and many others involved in such organized crime.
The worst thing today was to wake up with the news that they were supposed to fight for the people of each state, to raise their own wages, and when they asked for decent salary for employees like doctors (from UBSs), nurses, (state) teachers, and officials, will not lead Brazil to bankruptcy, as one such Supreme Court Judge Carmem Lúcia said, who wants judges to have housing assistance, and the people in need.
You know, sir, I will not forget good cops, who are on the list of commands to be murdered, but where is the human rights ray for these soldiers? They also have family. I am outraged, that happened to a police officer who on Mother's Day, defended in front of daughter's school, other mothers, and children, she being accused. Lord, they have something wrong with humanity, really, I do not know what it is, I ask the train to stop, I want to get off.
Not to mention, Lord, the lack of love of people, where I see that they pray to the wrong God, perhaps to the Devil, because, day by day, they do not even look at the physiognomy of the people who work together, leaving for almost half an hour or more, without telephone service, without attending the gate, without anything, this is something unbelievable, especially in the public sector.
Anyway, Lord, how can I reverse this picture, hope again, if this life tires me, and I absorb all this?
How can all this happen, not to mention that we are currently capable of murdering our parents, and we have saidinha in the days of mothers or fathers, like this Suzana, that drugged girl, revolted without cause, asks the ex- boyfriend and ex-brother-in-law murder their parents while they slept? Or the mothers who murder their children, but have the privilege of going out on the days when children are celebrated? We still have the abusers, who are now spread in a fatal way in homes, in the virtual fields, and in so many places, which makes me very angry.
Lord, I do not know how to shut myself up in the face of all that I live, that's why I question you too much, I know I'm a sinner, I'm clever, I'm also a hypocrite, I talk too much about others, but I'm true, I take my faults, I'm not perfect, and I do not even know if I'll ever be.
But I know that I seek perfection, and I acknowledge beforehand that many seek it also, but Lord, why does this happen to me? Anyway, this is my prayer this morning, a cold autumn morning, where I make up this prayer that comes from my bitter and confused heart.
São Paulo, June 6, 2018.
Teka Castro.
I offer Celma Feitosa for the birthday ticket and for all the June birthdays.
Text in Portuguese - in the http://recantodasletras.com.br/autores/tekacastro - Questions to God
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