And Then I Was Made Whole

and then i was made whole by Michael R. Burch ... and then i was made whole, but not a thing entire, glued to a perch in a gilded church, strung through with a silver wire... singing a little of this and of that, warbling higher and higher: a thing wholly dead till I lifted my head and spat at the Lord and his choir. I am not a fan of the alleged “good news” of the Gospel that billions of human beings will suffer in an “eternal hell” for the “sin” of guessing wrong about which of earth’s many barmy religions to believe. In my opinion no loving, just, wise, enlightened being could have come up with such a hellish religion.