It’s been years since I killed my god. It wasn’t a sudden or violent death — more like a long negotiated euthanasia, gently putting to rest the band of barking dogmas inducted into the soft, supple skull of my younger self. And in exchange, a slow awakening to a wider,
Thoughts, Prayers, and Thoughts About Prayers
It’s been years since I killed my god. It wasn’t a sudden or violent death — more like a long negotiated euthanasia, gently putting to rest the band of barking dogmas inducted into the soft, supple skull of my younger self. And in exchange, a slow awakening to a wider,
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