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If it weren't for the cross, then we would still be in our sins. We would be held captive in the chains of guilt, shame, and death.
23 hours 38 min ago
They toil in fields
They mine the coal
They slave away to build forts
They put food on our table
1 day 3 hours ago
Reach out with the
Flint of your knife
And circumcise my brain
Only then, only then
1 day 3 hours ago
My hand shot up and before I even realized what it entailed I heard my name being called.
“Max!”
1 day 5 hours ago
I wake up to see the world crumble
This life I live plays out as a struggle
1 day 5 hours ago
Is the Oracle wise
the Buddha fat
or the Great
Niagara wet
1 day 11 hours ago
Pay your taxes
Do your hair
Eat your food
Munch on the bread that molds you
1 day 11 hours ago