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Dismiss the conscience from your mind that your mother and father were good people. They were terrorists who supported a regime of change and constant sex, that left you feeling you had to engage your culture in the sexual revolution, that killed their bodies and corrupted their minds. We are generation X. In my mind the furthest thing from me is sex with my mother, but the eagles that define this generation will conclude that not only is fornication not bad but that if you are to be a part of this family, you must engage not only in pre-marital sex but with sex with yourself. Masturbated into a coma the boomers of this generation see nothing wrong with sex with children and free love with family members that you will blush to remember a time when you were human. But this generation who was obsessed with children failed to teach them the ways of the Lord and brought all kids of perversions into society that left their children in a state of rebellion, that could only be conquered by de...

Sitting beyond a high horse rests an exulted throne. Where kings and queens once sucked their juice. But homo a young but fine boy, reliquished his diety for a place in the Palace called heavenjimboni. There was a girl there who made him proud to be a man, but she ate only food that he gods gave to her on Monerday. Her name was alice and her skin was white, but with the purple blue her mother bought her, she rested with the others as she. Oh how I long to touch your skinny arms, and our purple face, but the grave is calling me back to her arms. Where I never will rest, but to hear the voice of your mind tell me in the morning, that you love me still Oh Alowiss. Back to this day, where the rain never stopped but only once, to catch my breath of your wanton beauty. Oh Alowiss you sang to me today and I felt your breath on the telegraph, saying i only I was free then we could swim the ocean bare and fall to the bottom of your endless eyes, Oh how foolish we all are when we trade our wor...

Placate your words here if you want free expression. In the concordance it says to believe in a truth you must be mischievious. But if you are filling the gap of eternal combustion, I must warn you here that there is no room for detours but of the self, we reliquish. An eternal truth lies in the heart of man in peruity, but if they look back they are deemed unworthy of the circus. And the church of your life relies only on the moment of self being and actualization of the self, as an alien. In the morning time she wakes up to he sound of eagles flying on the midriff of her stomach and then believers question the doctrines of the saints. Paramahansa Yogananda. Exclumiation of the science of Yoga relies on the self basement of the celestial court in the Garden of Eden the birds don't sin. Here lies in State a man who once lived in a satalite of he reconing day, but the flower has faded. And the Angels sing.

No this is not a play on words but the truth in my life right now. Some would ask the question what harm am I doing you if I don't believe in God? But this is the wrong question to ask. What has been going through my mind the past couple of weeks is how can a loving God, with all his power allow someone to go so far into the deep end (spiritually) that they have become a danger to themselves and others. I am talking about the angry atheist. To answer your question, how does it hurt me when you don't believe in God? When you kill me because I do (answer.) I think when someone looses the ability to see right and wrong they not only become a danger to themselves, but a danger to society. There is no danger physically to hold your atheistic view, I do believe you will suffer for it, but can I ask you please to allow me the same freedom I gave you to not believe in God...to believe in God myself? The angry atheist is not a made up story, it is what rally happens when truth is suppre...