“He dun haf move funny”
It’s true though. Some pot-headed philosopher said that to me once, in a bar in Bradford. But I couldn’t fault him on it. The Lord doth move in ways mysterious or so the saying goes, translated from the original Latin of course.
The church is yet again divided on the issue of Homosexuality, this time it’s the turn of the Anglican Church. The new Suffragan Bishop of Reading, A gentleman called Jeffrey Jones has had a 20year gay relationship & some of the still hiding in the closet church are baying for blood, like it’s still the Spanish Inquisition.
I of course sent a very long Email to the Archbishop of Canterbury, stating that I was all for it, let them do what they want, praised them for standing up against the churches closed mindedness & I’ll have a word about it with his holiness, God, next time I talked to him.
There was no reply, so I sent some more to him, his secretary, a few bishops & the Her Royal Highness, Lizzi.
I got a phone call from Rowan, saying that he’d got my Emails, that I was stop sending them anymore because I am a subversive & blasphemous element, which needed to be eliminated from the faith & they’d be watching me.
I think I’ve pissed of the Anglicans & I think they think I’m some sort of twisted Zealot who thinks he can talk to god, as you can tell that is not me at all, I don’t know where they got that idea from.
I think I’m in big trouble, damn not again.
I’ve heard stories about these guys. They may look hapless & weak, but appearances can be deceiving. Under that mild-mannered exterior is an organisation of terror & corruption, much like the Italian Mafia or the Chinese Triads.
The Anglicans are known for their brutal torturing techniques & their views upon bringing the Fire & Brimstone back into the church at these turbulent times. But instead of an inquisition upon the Christian faith they believe in having one upon the rest of the spiritual world.
Oh & their ‘Afternoon Teas’ as they call them are infamous along the corridors of faith as something that you do NOT want to attend.
I’m telling you this in case I ‘disappear’ so that you my flock know the truth.
I’m now going to do morning mass with a bulletproof vest that I’ve lent off Crazy Mean Dave, & 30 UN ground troops covering every exit.
& If I make it out alive I think I’m going to visit my friend Salman Rushdie.
Expect turbulent times Ladies & Gentlemen. Yes indeed turbulent times.
The church is yet again divided on the issue of Homosexuality, this time it’s the turn of the Anglican Church. The new Suffragan Bishop of Reading, A gentleman called Jeffrey Jones has had a 20year gay relationship & some of the still hiding in the closet church are baying for blood, like it’s still the Spanish Inquisition.
I of course sent a very long Email to the Archbishop of Canterbury, stating that I was all for it, let them do what they want, praised them for standing up against the churches closed mindedness & I’ll have a word about it with his holiness, God, next time I talked to him.
There was no reply, so I sent some more to him, his secretary, a few bishops & the Her Royal Highness, Lizzi.
I got a phone call from Rowan, saying that he’d got my Emails, that I was stop sending them anymore because I am a subversive & blasphemous element, which needed to be eliminated from the faith & they’d be watching me.
I think I’ve pissed of the Anglicans & I think they think I’m some sort of twisted Zealot who thinks he can talk to god, as you can tell that is not me at all, I don’t know where they got that idea from.
I think I’m in big trouble, damn not again.
I’ve heard stories about these guys. They may look hapless & weak, but appearances can be deceiving. Under that mild-mannered exterior is an organisation of terror & corruption, much like the Italian Mafia or the Chinese Triads.
The Anglicans are known for their brutal torturing techniques & their views upon bringing the Fire & Brimstone back into the church at these turbulent times. But instead of an inquisition upon the Christian faith they believe in having one upon the rest of the spiritual world.
Oh & their ‘Afternoon Teas’ as they call them are infamous along the corridors of faith as something that you do NOT want to attend.
I’m telling you this in case I ‘disappear’ so that you my flock know the truth.
I’m now going to do morning mass with a bulletproof vest that I’ve lent off Crazy Mean Dave, & 30 UN ground troops covering every exit.
& If I make it out alive I think I’m going to visit my friend Salman Rushdie.
Expect turbulent times Ladies & Gentlemen. Yes indeed turbulent times.