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forgiveness of sin isn't exactly a forgiveness of crime, ********

i never knew when forgiveness of ******

deviations equated to

the obscurity of citizen allowances,

whereby i was excused from doing ****

like i was excused from having a conscience

stealing your herd of sheep...

but i guess i must have a medieval mentality,

******** childish, having to interpret

the profanity of the tetragrammaton

with the canonical gospels' acts of dispersion,

you said ****** were akin to

meat cleavers... fair enough...

god forgives me butchering you like you

were forgiven having a frolic in the hay...

and we're all one big happy family...

'cos i swear that's when ambiguity on the dogma

entered and the nadir was expressed:

sin - ****** ambiguity - equated itself

to crime - citizen ambiguity -

you want to put that forth to Buddhist

authority chaining ******** bandwagons of

thieves en route to the Tibetan Vatican?

only so much is allowed,

given you're championing one Jew of your fancy

while giving others the gas-chambers...

ain't it just Prince's 1999... we're gonna party

like it's 19-99.... i think you mistook sin with crimes...

that's my "doctorate" opinion...

you said **** with thieving being synonymous,

Christ was saving Greek intellectual culture

with the pederast **** to boot...

St. Paul was encouraging circumcision,

twat-like people with a statue of Buddha asking

whether head meant the shaved one ******

or whether it meant the prickly one gagged on

was on the cards - goose-pimple **** frostbite...

the moment when the forgiveness of sin

turned into the forgiveness of crime...

hence such ****** freedoms right now,

and a... ah... whatever... of challenged citizenship,

why would i? why would anyone even bother?

**** it, let's go crazy, Las Vegas is waiting for us,

the cowboys will never churn out a Thatcher

to "rule the world".

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