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Let's get something clear here. You are not a "Spiritual Person." You have
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no concept of the higher glory of the spirit. You mix new age bullshit with
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old time religion and you create this deity, this beard in the clouds who
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gives a damn about you. You blithely assume that because the prohibition
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against bacon is out the window that you can pick and choose from the Old
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Testament, and further, you seem to think that just because you own a book on
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Angels and live in what is termed a "Christian Nation" that you have some kind
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of one up on the rest of the universe.
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Somehow, this twisted mish-mash of various and sundry spirituality seems to
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grant you insight into the higher order of the universe. You're like this
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knucklehead (URL no longer resolves, alas). Somehow, you think that even when
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you live (metaphorically) in the home of an ex-Waffen SS officer, near a
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concentration camp where thousands of people died, that some angel or ghost or
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ghost of an angel is going to swoop down from the heavenly host and change
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some traffic lights so you make it to work on time. Let's try to clarify this
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a bit: You think that a being of divine creation that spends its time
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praising God for all eternity or destroying cities that happen to be rife with
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wickedness has the time in their celestial Day Runner to make sure your
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fucking nonfat mochachino is ready quickly so that you don't miss the fucking
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trailers at the vapid and empty film you are going to see? You think they
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found your keys today? While people die of starvation all over the world on a
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daily basis, you think that an angel took the time out of their day to make
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sure your huge ass didn't have to walk through three rooms to find the keys to
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your SUV? And you honestly believe this because it said it in a book you got
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on the bargain spirituality table at your local faceless book emporium? The
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one right next to the tarot cards? The tarot cards that are pretty much a no
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go in YOUR BIBLE?
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Well, here's the problem. You are an idiot. Well, maybe not an idiot, I'm
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feeling charitable. There was a can of Vienna Sausages in the cabinet I
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didn't know about, so at least I get dinner tonight. No, you are gullible.
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You assume that because something is wrapped in shiny words, it must be good.
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If the back cover of someone's books says they have a PhD in angelology, well
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it must be good. Obviously, they did eight years of school to get that
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degree, and since we've established you lack the capability to ask yourself,
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"Is there really a PhD in angelology?" they must be learned. You would go out
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of your way to pick up a book that says it's used by the military and purports
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to hold great secrets
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(http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?isbn=0938294369).
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You assume that what it says on the cover is true. It's a mystical book so it
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must be kept from the normal people like yourself who would only use it for
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good. Obviously, it is a secret the warmongers want to keep to themselves.
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Bullshit. I was in the Army and I can tell you this: I can put a 120mm tank
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round into a mouse ass from four thousand meters, I can call artillery onto a
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busload of children with nothing but a pair of binoculars and my hand, I can
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clean a latrine so well that your guardian angel would take a day off to
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admire it, but I sure as fuck can't make myself invisible.
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You want to be spiritual, you read the Bible. You want that connection to a
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deity, then you just say, "OK, this is my commitment. I don't do bad things,
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I aspire to live like Jesus." That's it, that's all there is to it. You
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don't buy books and cards and candles and hope to learn some mystical shit.
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That isn't spirituality, that is signing up to be a magician's assistant.
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Done.
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Ok, I can't talk at you anymore. It always makes my chest hurt and my left
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arm go numb. You're a jerk.
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Issue#145 of "GwD: The American Dream with a Twist -- of Lime" ISSN 1523-1585
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copyright (c) MMV fastjack/GwD Publications /---------------\
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copyright (c) MMV GwD, Inc. All rights reserved :EAT YOUR FINGER:
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a production of The GREENY world DOMINATION Task Force, Inc. : GwD :
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