Come Judgment Day, we may find that Mumbo Jumbo the God of the Congo was the Big Boss all along.
Come Judgment Day, we may find that Mumbo Jumbo the God of the Congo was the Big Boss all along.
No matter what I said they insisted on thinking of God as something outside themselves. Something that yearns to take every indolent moron to His breast and comfort him. The notion that the effort has to be their own . . . and that the trouble they are in is all their own doing . . . is one that they can't or won't entertain.
Thou art god, I am god. All that groks is god.
The faith in which I was brought up assured me that I was better than other people I was saved, they were damned ... Our hymns were loaded with arroganceself-congratulation on how cozy we were with the Almighty and what a high opinion he had of us, what hell everybody else would catch comejudgment day.
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