03-19-2021, 10:28 PM
(03-19-2021, 09:13 PM)meadow-foreigner Wrote:
Pas op voor de slang in het gras (het kan een steek in de staart hebben).
We the choir gather and we learn to sing together? So, who is volunteering to become the choirmaster? The God(s) are too busy, and there are not enough Saints. Not that I believe in Saints, (per se).The Saints are a curse to the God(s). Full of self-righteousness after their martyrdom and expecting to spend an eternity in Paradise, (next to the God(s)), as if they deserve special treatment. You are in Heaven, what more do you want? Would you prefer to spend eternity in Hell, (not that I believe in Hell). Do I believe in anything? I believe in the Liberation. The God(s) promising great things, (at a price). You can have Liberation, (but). There is always a but. The God(s) are bad salesmen. They are so busy creating their Universes that they don't have time to look after what they already created properly. The God(s) give no customer satisfaction. You want life? Here! Now deal with it. Don't come back crying to me if you cannot get it right? What more do you want? You are unworthy to become a God. Can't you see that? Go away little man and come back when you are ready. Promises. Promises. That is all it is, broken promises. The God(s) do not understand customer satisfaction. So ends the discourse...
Peace.