the days of nazereth, or the present times in labarynth feeding the people with beams of light is only in vain when they are wetting their own appetites, not applying any of it into their own lives, singing hymns in church halls only to go home and tell their children a black man is not a human at all, inviting all who seek a new life only to cast their foolish eyes on a hopeless child who comes inside, judging her past actions; labelling her a ***** as she questions if there is even a god - and if there is - why believe in one that harbours disciples who would display such a reaction