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Post by thefleetsin on Jan 27, 2018 16:44:32 GMT
when the power of a living god lives in your living room
what's the difference between praying while squatting on the cushions of a twelve thousand dollar martha stewart sofa or standing around a bubbling cauldron while eyeing the chieftains daughter for the eventual gang bang that's going to happen after you've decided which girl has the biggest titties and just how much that donation is setting you back.
god is definitely different things to different people but he's most certainly a carnival hack to anyone and everyone living off the pretense your gospel is the one and only true smack and this be the bling you ain't never giving back.
sjw 01/27/18 inspired at this very moment in time by the semblances of decorum.
from the 'blasphemy series' of poems
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