I dared not watch this purgative video, till after my Thanksgiving feats, itself a table of unity despite various races, genders, political and religious affiliations.
This horrendous video may undoubtedly be “the straw” that fractured the camels spine.
You know, that camel, contortiously squeezing itself through the aye of the needle.
Yeah, that camel doing spiritual calisthenics.
I sense two things were clarified here with shocking clarity, and it will, sadly or not, not be lost on a once blind laodicean laity.
Needs several edits, particularly in last 30 seconds.
GENERAL CONFERENCE IN OBSESSION is first faux pas.
Second, the “MY CHURCH” mantra needs say “NOT YOUR CHURCH”
I fear I hearJesus muttering sadly there in the garden of discontent,
“NOT MY FAMILY”, if it claims that I must accept its ongoing discrimination against truth, dialog, conscience.
“YOU KNOW WHERE I STAND”
(pope wilson the 2nd, standing as the “VOICE OF god”, san antonio, 2015)
A predetermined outcome via a heads I win, tails you lose vote
is not a search for truth no matter how artfully you carve that tofurkey.
Round and round, like π. Never forward.
“Want some VegeWhip or Ice Scream with that grandest feast I am so humbly serving you?
Whats that, PeptoDismal…? You ingrate, show me your invitation to my spellbinding wedding/unity feast of feasts! Sir, you aren’t wearing the correct 3 piece suit to be here-you need to leave now!”