Road Religion Valley here an alert one, I believe. The road religion is intorpecedora mental. It is artificial, clareia light for little time. I have penalty of those imprisoned they. The inicitico book does not only discern to be the road religion.
Yes, the religion, is only the wakening for an elevating superior conscience of the thought to an abstract world, filling the heart, giving a direction of life to the man for a time, yes for a few seconds the believer in a saving God, it has full certainty of where comes and for where goes. But, when passing of the days in the cold religion, of only words, without the practical one, it comes to the disillusionment. The diffidence goes to the few mining the faith lulling child of the hungry hearts. Envolto in the labyrinths of the mind thorn that looks only one affection of the perpetual one, the heat of the sun of one morning of winter that shyly mother goes infiltrating itself among thick clouds of the conscience, being this hidden in the traumas of the living souls that ramble inconsequential for the naked streets of the roads religion. ' ' It leaves it people meu' ' , he said somebody one day not very distant. With the incredulity, when seeing the practical one of its brothers of faith, comes back to the daily one, going deep itself the mud of the perverted tasks. Not having understood that from there in front, walking solitary age. Without fearing the road of the search of the interior change. Perseverando in acquiring the cosmic consciences of the mind flower, leaving stops backwards the religion nailed deceased of door in door, the squares, pulpits, the raw streets of purely material doctrines where if it does not search the hearts and yes the emotions of moment of lives in torment without any alento, where they corem ' ' sacolinha' ' of hand in hand collecting the tosto of the povo, has my brother, of new! It has! It leaves it my people!