"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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