". . .I don't believe sins can be washed away by anything, not by the Blood of the Lamb, not by Christ on or off the Cross, not by love of God or God's love, not by a billion Hail Marys or a Milky Way of candles or a thousand ages of penance or a million miles of contrition on broken glass and burning coals and leprous bodies.
In fact, I indignantly reject, with horror and with loathing, the dark, ancient, vile and filthy lie that another man or God-Man can redeem us of our sins by his own suffering, or that we can purify ourselves and start over again by compounding our sins with more suffering, more ugliness, more filth and gibbering faith.
What an utterly horrible doctrine! What a contemptible and nightmarish horror-story to preach to grave, thoughtful children. It's time we stood up like men and faced our responsibilities, admitted and lived with our past sins, and cleared our hearts, in so far as we can, not by atonement or by condemning someone else to die for us, but by refusing to cooperate with evil and insisting upon doing good."--from: Confessions Of A Barbarian by Edward Abbey
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Friday, July 04, 2008
IN CONSIDERATION OF OUR WRONGS
This seems especially appropriate to our current situation.
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copeland morris ENTWINED SONNET
Her shaded eyes, her necklace black velvet, onyx. Anguish she spoke; and he carried on, obsessed As only a young man could. An odd harm...
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Beloved Brethren, we have before us an example of incorrect proportions. Behold! the dinosaur's skeleton looms above-- Dear Friends, on ...
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The rain and shadow of raindrops, tinsel curtain, Refrain and shadows Of raindrops fall. The gone man is a thief of all to be certai...
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