you must conform to meet my deepest fears
i cannot abide what i cannot understand
all of the things you've seen across the years
are dismissed with a wave of my small hand
your thoughts your passions matter not a jot
you must please me or my world will collapse
i know eternity though i have not paid my scot
you into utter darkness should relapse
i am here not to learn but to have confirmed
that i need not understand this complex earth
to have my darkest prejudices reaffirmed
and to insist that my ignorance is truest worth
so you must vanish you must go to hell
you do not really matter and that's well
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
31 October 2006
true christianity
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