Saturday, August 10, 2013

Martin Lucifer and the Protestant Retardation . . .

   Martin Lucifer and the Protestant Retardation is the uncouth of Classical Catholics and Orthodox; nonetheless, there are woes to the division of a luminous legend in the theological arts, and Catholicism resonates with destination sublime.
   Mary's Virginity should not be in question, yet a perpetual flux of super symmetry fashioned immaculate; indeed, I've dated some sluts, and they were great after a few beers and lack of conscience; still, Darwin's Origin of Species Gone Bullshit, offers a lackluster view of human progression yet flaws in dictation when not considering ancient astronaut theory, having more airtime and opinionated academia than Darwin.  At same the time, he's great!  But not a Levite Priest carrying the uncanny heat of Hebrew Mysticism.  King David, ornamented with Goliath's 2-handed blade forged by gods to slay gods, from the Ezekiel-like craft of circular cool hovering smoothly above.
   And exorcism.  C'mon dude--this is cool.  How not to revel in Christ without being able to wrangle the dandylicious devil outta your pain-in-the-ass neighbor?  Catholicism is a Best Seller, and the Evangelical Movement is a retro synergy of hating gays and finding Saint Paul's intellectual rants as vociferously magnanimous as the red WORDS of Christ.   
   Drink beer.  Float on the opium cloud of Obama Care, prices driven down by serpentine constriction of force into buying less fined and ass-freaked (ya know) fantastic by the shitty American Prison System.  Verily, better to be locked up in a London Dungeon; next, fed bread and water, this outshining the racial tribulations of violence gone bestial in general population as wends the want of homo-hatred made real by bizarre, anthropological action.
  God loved a Virgin.  It was a popular happening at the time.  Greeks did it, Hindu supermundanecarnalaction did it too.  The most powerful God of all the gods did it--the Abrahamic God.  The Book of Exodus proves Egyptian location in the Milky Way Star System of other gods--no shit.  It's all true.  All the gods exist.  Thus, align yourself with admiration and reverence towards a supernatural contributor of the Megaverse Functioning--again, no shit.
   This is us.  And we love Martin Luther.  Look, he couldn't handle the asceticism.  Siddhartha couldn't handle the asceticism and gelled with Buddha, but whose to say Jehovah wouldn't have merged with him if asceticism devoured in drive and determination--to be that everlasting god of effulgent awesomeness.  We love all of you.  We forgive and adore Martin Luther.  Too, Catholics and Orthodox flux divine, promising a connection to Mother Earth, the immaculate beauty of His own Creation that tamed the Heart of the ultimate God into forgiving His structure of . . .
   Also, buy my books:  King's Books!
   Sincerely, Mark David King