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No won ever gave a damn... Tragically writing until post 3:30 conscience autopsy AM, Where betwixt the moral trenches the shrapnel of this heathen's memory ache usually arrives clawing for silence in the wee hours of dusk before the hollow burnt paralysed mythical son of a zombie delusional sin on conquering fire army of double amputated Red X-Squadron helix winged angels offers Satan a piece of this sandcastle nearly in ruins earth, Where the true enemy of inhumane depravity resides...
Within those of us who deny, Equality! By every core of our conviction nearly lost rooted natures attention be forever bent paper accessible mache prayer clipped knee to avarice's subjugation & society's nurtured depravity!
In lieu of our participation in,
Becoming harbingers of excuses
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
Maleficent Atheistic Condescension: Dusk on Religion I
Posted by The Villain at 12:00 AM
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