HNT: SWAMP PREACHER

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first, click on the magical swamp of life lessons for #3 in the series

THEN, CLICK HERE, RIGHT HERE FOR THE SERMON




do i want to die?
do i want to die?
do i want to die/
that's what the song keeps imploring of me
well, yes i don't

if only my priest had stood on the marble altar stage all those moons ago with a nice fuzzy guitar in hand to preach the gospel of jesus, i wouldn't have discarded all of the Myths now and would have remained blissfully unaware of the truth. music and freedom don't mix, it's a volatile gasoline combination which always leads back to negative zero

JESUS, the most powerful ending a song has had yet, JESUS

help me, yes, i need all the help i can get, i need an ungodly amount of help, so i much prefer the Dad to the Almighty Son, but beggars can't be choosers, unless you choose LIFE

wouldn't have spilled my soul and emptied my guts on the pews, that wouldn't have been my offering as the man in the nice sunday suit held that long-ass money pit on the stick, remember those things which collected each patron's 5 dollar bill in those envelopes? man, i'm just remembering that image now as i type: y'know, from afar, from the view of a Space Alien, that whole scene would have seemed funny, the dude reaching out that long metal pole up and down the people row, with the nice soft felt basket at the end of said pole collecting the dough, i always wanted to drink that altar wine, did it once when i was an altar boy, i was a naughty altar boy, an evil alcoholic altar boy, wasn't there an altar-boy comic book that came out not too long ago?

but i digress, no, i don't, no words can be said to be wasted, there is no digression, because each thought is precious, each word typed is memorable, each sentence laid is so important to the human race that the JESUS in Possum Kingdom has turned himself into a possum, or rather Sonic the Hedgehog, to SAVE US ALL, especially to save the last of the video-game nerd burnouts whom nobody cares about

be my angel
be my angel
would someone out there be my angel?
should i quit the blog? i'm bored and listless
should i quit my life/ there is no more altar wine to forget



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