Revivalism Takes On Many Forms

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Faltering voices, once spoke glossolalia so fervently, but now their 'hallowed' owners have lost precious gifts of wonder, mercy, grace and faith. Their eyes, glazed over, they are like empty vessels. The lights may be on, but clearly no- one is home. And Nature abhors a vacuum. Now all manner of false idols claim their undivided attention. Yet these new masters of fame & flag & weapon are so pitiless, as they proclaim Western dreams: which to the oppressed are incredibly obscene. O they hypnotise the gullible among us, while they torture and crucify all who oppose the extent of their wanton, wicked ways! The fools who follow them, like sheep, are clearly now brain- dead. Indeed, such people need something or someone to worship, rather than look to Light within themselves, New horrors arise in the twinkling of an eye. Literal truths have a habit of attracting the vain and unwise. Best to stay clear of them.

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