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Ta dupe dah masses ta reduce social clashes Ta babble frum dare bibles 'n use it az ammunition fer libel Ta feed off mistery while promisin' eternity argh dah vicarious – 'n vicious – privileges Christ's vicars claim Deire Holy Robes haf kaused mure anguish 'n brought more cities ta flame dan all pagans combin'd – ahh, how sweet iz dah taste ah disdain! |
Wrong though mony vicars may-B they give comfort ta sum 'n offer promises of sekurity Why now allow people ta skew dare own brains since myths offer solace 'n relief frum pain? Would it nut B wiser to examine yare life and discover yare own myths 'n priorities? If you haf the courage ta look ya'll find plenty ah contradictions and things you claim ta believe yet yet fail ta do kuz youz jes a weak, lllazy end kowardly dude |
| Carlos: | How can junk like this be useful to anyone? |
| Bruce: | I dunno. Sounds like a soul in anguish. |
| Anya: | Yeah. At times I envy in the certainity of those who 'believe'. |
| Bruce: | Too often, when that happens a sort of intellectual death occurs. |
| Devani: | Hey, your intellect is going to die anyway – stop pretending it is almighty! |