Wow, so much can be read into this especailly for an Agnostic such as I. My own thoughts on organized religion are pretty straight forward...I don't need a palace or castle to talk to the Gods.
fee
I never sat well in pews
especially his (or any) finger pointing
& I could see his actual thoughts
body language is hard to lie about
slick trick lookin up skirts &
he pointed & called about sinners
& whoredoms...
Now if that ain;t callin the kettle black...
Left with some pride & dignity
& never went back...
Cast Iron Kettles on wrought iron stoves
simmering with water of vanilla beans
& cinnomon sticks..whole cloves....
Love & Spirituality
Vickie
... must be the kippers he had for breakfast! Yes indeedy... Dylan Thomas would love this; smacks more than a little of a Welcome in the Welsh Hillsides, ground between church granite, black headstone marble and schoolroom slates: "The Devil Finds Work For Idle Hands"... guess this preacher-man's are pristine, baby-soft and rosy, in this case! xx
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on January 11, 2010
Raised in the Baptist Church / Never believed in the fairytale, but I do believe we need some kind of "higher power" thought process to have something to hold people in some kind of check, otherwise we are doomed. The Golden Rule is a good place to start.
potbelly preacher - surely not dear Friar Tuck Shop? Perhaps some other preacher dude who hasn't been doing enough core floor exercises?? That last line is not a little burp, more industrial waste :Oo xx
Just a simple gathering of the Gay & Lesbian Activist Association of New Birch and Sipsboror (GLAABS) and we plunge down a hilarious ride to perdition.
A young technician mourns his lover until he meets another man - a man with a secret. But there are other secrets as a jealous ghost returns to protect his turf.
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fee
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
especially his (or any) finger pointing
& I could see his actual thoughts
body language is hard to lie about
slick trick lookin up skirts &
he pointed & called about sinners
& whoredoms...
Now if that ain;t callin the kettle black...
Left with some pride & dignity
& never went back...
Cast Iron Kettles on wrought iron stoves
simmering with water of vanilla beans
& cinnomon sticks..whole cloves....
Love & Spirituality
Vickie
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.