Thursday, September 22nd, 1:21 P.M.
As I was walking toward the place The Father told me
to go to, I fired up the radio program on my Hipster and started scanning
around. There are a couple of decent
stations that play a mix of music I like, but, for some odd reason, I stopped
at the political talk station. Maybe I
stopped on this station because I like torturing myself, because I spent nearly
an hour listening to this one show with this one guy who's one reprehensible
motherfucker. I know I'm basing that on
a first impression and that he might not always be like this, but how can I now
think negatively about you when I hear you say this:
"Hello, my friends. Welcome back to the show on this glorious
Thursday. We should all give thanks to
our Lord, the one and only son of God, for this day. As we give thanks, we should look at those
who do not acknowledge the might and majesty of our Lord, the one and only son
of God. Those who do not acknowledge the
might and majesty of our Lord, the one and only son of God, represent the dregs
of society, of this we are certain. It
is not that those people are irredeemable, redemption is very possible for
those people. It is that they choose not
to be redeemed. Their choice, coupled
with how easily they could redeem themselves, represent a direct insult to our
Lord, the one and only son of God.
“This is The Light with Spiker Sullivan. We'll be back after these messages."
I have a bad feeling about this.
Later.
Hato Shurtleff
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