The Pagan Festival has ended. Thank God. The Pagans have gone home to sleep off their hangover and gastronomical binges. Thank God again.
Poor Jesus would have been mortified seeing them blindly worship his lifeless body, then feast on it while drinking his blood, then go and celebrate a birthday (that's not even his. lol!) as an excuse to indulge in year-end feisty excesses to satisfy their hedonistic tendencies.
But then again, he would probably forgive them (on condition they repent WITH GENUINE REMORSE) and hope they find the right path from darkness into light before he comes again to set the record straight.
Wake up, you wretched Pauline buggers before it's too frickin' late.
Wake up, you wretched Pauline buggers before it's too frickin' late.
Long live the truth. Annihilation to Pauline fallacies of the unholy church.
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