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"Placebo - Part 2" There’s little sins and HUGE SINS Little mistakes, possibly forgiveable. HUGE MISTAKES, HUGE SINS? That’s a different kind of metronome marking time over a head, while a recidivist waits for his deal with God. You ask those little girls and boys who are divested of their childhood, their pure innocence in the most heinous ways - if they think you deserve a deal with God, while you look at photos of them being defiled, or worse, you are in the filthy piece of Celluloid with them. You ask those little girls and boys who have been divested of their childhood, their pure innocence in the most heinous of ways, who have been killed and thrown like bags of rubbish somewhere - if they think you deserve a deal with God. You ask the families of all that have been inflicted and their lives unalterably changed - whether they think you deserve a deal with God. They say there is no God. Well, perhaps there isn’t. Why would a just God let that happen? “Suffer the little children” etc What if God is truly “I Am”? And that “I Am” is in you. And the you that is lying there concerned for your own remorse, your own deal with God - not the deal and mercy a child deserves to be given by God (even at this moment, somewhere in the world, a child all alone crying out for…); well, you just turn over in the cot in your crib and cry like a baby, thinking you are all alone. What if God that is the "I Am" could kick out of your body the other lesser god, the god that is the "I Isn’t"? Is it possible at this point, I wonder? I guess it depends on what stage of diarrhoea, you’ve contracted. Because when you get down to the nuts and bolts of it, this Life we have, is all about Contracts. The officer on duty knocks opens your door hatch, and announces, “You’ve got a visitor”. You swing off the top level of the bunk you’re dying of boredom in, trying not to kick the other “effer” in the head and you are let out of your crib. You’re off to make your deal with God. (Lovejoy-Burton/2017 Dec) “MOTHER, is the name for God in the lips and hearts of little children” William Makepeace Thackeray https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7_bYLcTjnPA
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