My God??

27 Aug 2006

·daria

**A brief note before we go on, this may offend some people and I apologise in advance if it does - just my personal view on it is all -- enjoy or not,, D** A time long ago, before the concept of film, a man was invented, a man made of whim. Leaders of the day, had an idea to mould, an idea to fleece, the poor men of their gold. They preyed on man's fear, and labeled it a sin, concocted an afterlife and billed them to get in. This life is worthless, the next one is mighty, tithe, collection, donation, give to us nightly. Business soon thrived, their figurehead they kept, when people started to doubt, they imagined a concept. Promises they made, where ghostlike, a wraith, proof was irrellevant, for the concept was faith! When you're selling red herrings, you need a good hook, a daily reminder, a companion, a book ? So, this book was created, full of contradiction and greed, errors didn't matter, for the commen man couldn't read. They did their research, pennies to win, most commen urges to man, where labeled a sin. Sins mean a visit to the business' local door, forgiveness is granted with coins from the poor. The "pearly gates" will be open for you, providing you pay your way in, a relic or two. Business model, superb I say, for "Christianity", is the richest organisation in the world today

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