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Tell the Monks

Darest Vicar – Tell your kins: the monks White-haired under a false piety Their sermons under-nourished Many of the young inmates Of the huge monasteries! Darest Vicar – Where are those gentle levant monks? Tell your bothers: the monks Especially that notorious monk Wearing a huge globe over blind eyes Wearing a tower-hat on a bald head The prodigal partition of our nurture Remains the perdition of the forest!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 7/6/2010 11:32:00 AM
Those last 2 lines could start a brush fire! Do you know the Pope has come out against Reiki? Image a 7 page speech pretty much saying the same old thing, the power to heal is not with in you but within God through the One Church. I say I am God's church and he has given me the power to heal myself and others! Yes I am but the good tool but there is no shame in that!
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