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[title] => Just a thought
[time] => 2003-05-27 18:35:00
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[bodytext] => The world, our absolute hell as we created it, just us, humans on earth. Don’t you think you are saint my friend, or meant to be one, it is only in your deepest imaginary fiction that you believe in virtue as a foundation of our beings, but we find contradiction all around us, revealing our true nature as perverted creatures reflecting the best of our perversions. Isn’t it clear in our sexual practice the perfect recreation of our profound taste of torture and impurity, which we describe as evil just to deceive ourselves from facing the notion of imperfection. And what is imperfection? Nothing, just another moral burden, a creation of our great mind. And as we are made of good and evil, why should we favor one side above another, denying what really reflect our true desires. No one can deny the feeling of his hands reaching out to his prey in bed, inflicting her the pain from which she screams again and again, but instead of begging for mercy, she asks for more. It is thrilling to read about, I know, but it is never strange to any one of you out there the calls from your deep inside, whispering the satisfactions that our nature asks for. You look at the men’s face like a beast roaring and ready to ravage, and in the other side the innocent face of a fragile creature waiting for her inevitable fate that the divine providence designed long ago. Don’t rush to judgment before you meditate on what I say, perhaps you’ll finally give chance to hear your self once again and avoid the hypocrisy. Like we have often experienced, all religious minds demonstrate their hypocrisy in extremism, rushing to conclusions and condemnation. Do not be afraid to reflect again just like a human. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 43 [informant] => wazarov [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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