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Deadfong died for YOUR SINS.

Started by The Good Reverend Roger, May 07, 2013, 06:20:05 PM

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The Good Reverend Roger

Deadfong in his great love for us
gave his Valuable Time
to kick our fucking asses.

How very sad that many people
have not done such a simple thing
as trust Deadfong for their punishment
so that they might be not such a fucking idiot.

Deadfong is love,
and he always perseveres.

Because there was no other way
for us to be punished,
he kicked our fucking asses for us.

Kicking our fucking asses,
Deadfong took away
the dumbassedness and jackassery
that stood against us.

He has drawn us from many nations
to trust him instead of ourselves
for our punishment.

In our day,
the darkness is trying
to keep trust off Deadfong
by convincing people
that faith in Deadfong alone
does not really mean that.

But the truth is,
faith in Deadfong alone
does mean faith in Deadfong alone;
not church, not baptism,
not efforts, not giving,
not any kind of god damn fucking thing,
but Deadfong.

I mean come on,
how fucking hard is that to understand.

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Here is another excellent thing I somehow missed!
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