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My church was outside. When everybody goes to church inside, they leave my church of outside. I lived in my-church. They did not. Church for them was a place you went once a week to visit your insurance agent. What are my chances ? Best to stay on the good-side just in case. This-hour I sacrifice every week, proves I am committed to the lord of my continuance. "Have you come for continuity ?" Well not exactly. You see I probably shouldn't say this-but, there are a lot of things I don't like about the continuance of this. I wouldn't want to continue pain and suffering for instance. So you want a conditional continuance ? Yes - how would that work ? Well it could only be pretty much how it already is. You are choosing continuance by your constitution of continuance; as only what you know from interpretation, which then is repeated. Continuous rerun. Then of course the options are fewer than, golden-calfs in wino-pawn shops.

That was an inside church. Hold that note. Self-expression, forget about it. Act according the book of Acts. Quite a complicated place this magic kingdom. I had converted. I had rebelled the summer before, and this next-year-teacher put a feather in her cap, and converted a seventh-grade heathen. Must have been quite a prize for her. A soul saved chalk it up. A notch on the dead-host. I should remember her. She did me dom and I became a faith slave. Don't remember a thing though, what she looked like or anything about her, except she was on the younger-side. It was in church-basement, summer bible-school. Lots of colored paper and the smell of paste-white school glue.

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