The Last Full Moon
about the consequences of someone who made the same mistake.
I got caught up reading for the past two hours, and I found some things out:
1) Jesus loves me.
2) a) I must think differently than most people (and that may just this once be to my benefit).
b) Out of a stack of about twenty books, there are two of which I am particularly fond. Now, *apparently*, I’m not supposed to like both of them, because (apparently) there’s some skirmish where you either find the one an outdated, misguided mistake and the other the dawn of the new age, or you find the one a brilliant theological masterpiece (which it is) and the other childish preconception (which I don’t entirely believe). So, as you can se
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