They flock for incucksivity sermons, folk-rock 3.x, ‘prosperity gospel’, flock of purchased voters, “any normal people fer marrying?” singles meetinghouse, antichrist pope-mobiler, and state-funded refugee resettlement centers.
Believers of many faiths settled this land, standing in the face of enemies and elements, fighting hard and sacrificing for freedom, righteousness and God. Their offspring degenerated into absolute cucks who don’t stand up for anything because they don’t actually believe anything.
They are conformists living off the money they get selling for pennies the ranch their grandad built, Soviet proles with a multilevel marketing politburo, faithless believers who mouth empty prayers and rote sermons soley to avoid the need to think for themselves. They traded their birthrights for a TV commercial’s image of a bowl of porridge.
Almost to a man, their faith is a hollow reed growing in a thin muck of conformity, social tradition, lifestyle habit, and feel-good escapism, and few can even accurately describe what they actually believe in that separates them from any other religious brand, much less why it’s important, the history of thought that led to the dogma, or the boundaries where their “beliefs” collide with culture/reality/other faiths.
It’s essentially live, laugh, love with a tax-shelter real-estate and MLM-style fundraising scam attached, hiding under a patina of borrowed slogans and hollowed-out traditions from a forgotten age of poorer, but prouder peoples.
They flock for incucksivity sermons, folk-rock 3.x, ‘prosperity gospel’, flock of purchased voters, “any normal people fer marrying?” singles meetinghouse, antichrist pope-mobiler, and state-funded refugee resettlement centers.
Believers of many faiths settled this land, standing in the face of enemies and elements, fighting hard and sacrificing for freedom, righteousness and God. Their offspring degenerated into absolute cucks who don’t stand up for anything because they don’t actually believe anything.
They are conformists living off the money they get selling for pennies the ranch their grandad built, Soviet proles with a multilevel marketing politburo, faithless believers who mouth empty prayers and rote sermons soley to avoid the need to think for themselves. They traded their birthrights for a TV commercial’s image of a bowl of porridge.
Almost to a man, their faith is a hollow reed growing in a thin muck of conformity, social tradition, lifestyle habit, and feel-good escapism, and few can even accurately describe what they actually believe in that separates them from any other religious brand, much less why it’s important, the history of thought that led to the dogma, or the boundaries where their “beliefs” collide with culture/reality/other faiths.
It’s essentially live, laugh, love with a tax-shelter real-estate and MLM-style fundraising scam attached, hiding under a patina of borrowed slogans and hollowed-out traditions from a forgotten age of poorer, but prouder peoples.
Why? Because they preach conformity as a virtue.
I can't KEK this hard enough! Absolutely correct.
I write for a living, and this post here was absolutely masterful. 👏👏👏