yep, and religious authorities have funny costumes, ****** took the moustache from charlie chaplin... trump the hair from cousin it... religious authorities and their ritual costumes? i just pull funny faces... when i made a blackbeard cocktail with a ratio of too much ***, and not enough ms. pepsi; i just wanna mellow out man, listening to die sonne satan's dismal chant (italian project, as far as i know).  
                                                
                                                  and what is...
    the antithesis what christianity
suggests,
        as the opposite of
the originally stated, trinity of "light"...
ah...
          but it already said
that the *holy spirit isn't
a person, but a community...
           well...
          apart from the two stated
persona non grata of the "dark" trinity...
    these people think they're
the untouchables?
         that they are not innocent
sheep, readied for a slaughter?
    if there is no person to be summoned
as the holy spirit...
        (i.e. jungian: paraclete)
              then there is no
       person in
             in the "anti-matter" opposite...
in the opposite?
     there's the s.    and there's the a.c.
  (to the j.c.) -
                  but the holy ghost?
  the depersonification of a supposed person?
   what could possibly compete
with a "sense of community"...

        "god" the father     |       satan "the father"
        "christ" the son       |      antichrist "the son"
        the holy ghost        |       spirit of the times...

god, i have this fetish for writing religiously
inspired poetics...
        after 3 years of chemistry,
        i feel a need to do mental yoga...
  and stretch the freedoms i can blunder
with...
                       one word - die zeitgeist...
   it's the anti, to the third "person" in the trinity...

oh i know, overtones of sarcasm,
but that's just the english way... if i were gay
it would be double that already stated with
regards to being sarcastic...

         the concept is the same,
                     there's a community,
              the spirit of the times is akin
to the spirit of congregation...
        it's only that: there's no church, no mosque,
no synagogue...
                       it's that there's a happening...
   a dasein (beginning with heidegger)...
         and internet journalism just fans the flames
of people, not actually "being" there.

   now i'll settle on a peaceful 3rd... 4th? 5th?
****, might be a 6th blackbeard-sharpshooter
of *** and ms. pepsi...
             getting flustered...
                              with a burning face...
trying to choke a laugh at 1am so i don't
******* the neighbours...
                        chilling, listening to the mating
calls of foxes jumping garden fences,
  with little dogs having their usual
               courage in barking constantly,
reduced to a whimper...
                       oh man, there's this dog
in this area, walk past the garden...
     bark like a ******* orc war cry...
something of a rottweiler & and irish wolfhound,
one bark... that's it...
            a poodle would bark for about 10
minutes... **** beautiful *******
barks once... and then you hear
the hot snout panting noises... a beautiful beast...
all you'll need is two more heads,
and you'd be asking hades, for directions
to the underworld's equivalent of the dead sea...
a beautiful beast he is... i should walk
past that house more often, and perhaps,
bring a sausage with me at some point,
   so he doesn't bark when i walk past.