Dear mortals, their are beast in bacon wagons unchecked and wolves on your streets... you constantly chase holograms with screens... slow to love, quick to murder, you yell with picket signs while your hands are tied behind your back like you oppressor wants... high church clothes with low wisdom as if soft raiment was not given by the gentiles and romans... your preachers have no forums... your seat is still like watching television and you say something back, you will get you removed. always seeing god through the sunglasses of a sermon instead of you own heart and mind... and you wonder why their are sick and dead among you... your government and economy fails as your actions in society are so wrapped in policy that you are perpetually illegal in a market designed to undermine you... this is for people who like the truth... holla if you hear me...
Posted on: Wed, 07 Aug 2013 01:34:24 +0000
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