"I believe that our Heavenly Father invented man because he was disappointed
in the monkey." - Mark Twain
When you clumsily transform into a mental state, which is trimmed and
distorted by the invisible hands of yourself, not God, you cheerfully
conduct yourself into so-called delirium of consummation of faith.
Spirit has rotted. You still keep praying to fit the terms of the hope of
reward after demise. Soul has festered. You are even trying to seek the
bridge linking secular desires and hallowed sacrifice. Life has ulcerated.
You doubt the truth with anger and disappoint, which is embedded into
vivid fallacy and crucifying creeds.
You are not culled by anyone who was disapponted with you then exiled you far.
But you are meant by the one who is called 'you', the person who was and is
disappointed at the world. Then be a neophyte who ends the anathemas from
inside, but just not a proselyte yet.
Sacrifice is beauty whilst you are convicted by the Church.
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