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"My Sermon. "

Some of the worst examples of organizations 
established to assist and heal the misfortunate 
and infirmed...
Are the churches 

Supposedly erected as symbols of hope and
relief for a dying world; but most of them can't
even see past the nose on their face which gets
longer and longer like, Pinocchio because they're
full of lies, and lust and greed by the way

Recently I attended one at the request of a 
friend who is a member; (I can be friends with 
them, which they want with you if they consider
you a dirty sinner), who knows, maybe my presence
there will convict them of the error their ways and
show them that there is something better and 
bigger than them

But from the onset of the masquerade, I noticed 
people missing that I probably hadn't seen in at
least a year, (the last time I was there), and thought
that they would make show up before the end...

But when they did not, (at least between 5 or 7), I
questioned different ones concerning their whereabouts...

From each one I received pretty much the same limp-dick
answer: I don't know; I didn't realize; oh wow, you're right

Of course I fucking am but I haven't been here in about
a year and you're here at least4 times a week

You jack-offs are supposed to have an emphatic gift that
makes you realize you're missing one of your sheep but
you can't even give a shit when one of your own have gone
astray

Someone told me a story about calling his Pastor around 3
in the morning and wanting to talk to him because his mind
was in a fucked-up state and the Preacher said, "How Dare 
you call me this late; don't let it happen again." as far as
I'm concerned, that man should have been stripped of his
title, (which meant shit anyways because that was not in his
heart), and had his ass beat

For one thing, if that man had been of a genuine heart, he
would have sensed the turmoil in the mind of his friend or
would have been given insight into it and himself contacted 
the troubled one first to reach-out to them. (I know this to be
because it has happened through me before)

"Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life,"

Lyrics from the Frays, "How to save a Life."

Shit, if a co-worker misses a day at work or even comes in late,
let alone, more than one then everybody is asking about them
and someone probably knows where they are, and then two or 
three people are sending them a text to give them shit and see if
they want to get together after work and have a beer or 
smoke-out or some b-ball or Ps3 to talk about shit;

But not your, Christianpocrites

Church people are some of the most ineffective, useless and 
insincere group people when it comes to caring about others
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