8 April 2007
Easter mass lasted 2.5149875316954876 hours last night. Half of which was done in the dark to represent the humanistic psyche of not understanding the greater power of his highness our faith. As this was happening readings were done on an elevated podium where one light was used to laminate the scriptures on the rebirthed ancient stories passed from generations. The reader’s shadow cast upon the wall, and tracing over the crucifix like a dark smoke dancing in the night. As Moses parted the red sea one small infant uneasy in the restricted hands of the mother began to whimper then cry. Just not long ago the entirety of the church 342 people stood outside listening to the translated teachings lighting small candles. We sang holy vows in the harsh winter wind dead in spring faithfully. As any good fellow of religion would. We were cult like. Back inside and once Jesus preformed his legendary disappearing act to reappear as his own ghost the lights came on. And god said let there be light. Creation of mankind in the same likeness of a phoenix however the phoenix is but a mythological creature. Messiah is not a myth but a faith. 1.9864314 hours in to the mass my ankles spoke loud and clear as I effortlessly fought the sleep in my eyes and attention. New members welcomed aboard by plunger. Sugar coated by the name baptism and drenched no drowned under faith. Cleansing from the dark water represents washing away the smoke shadow that came with birth into a world created in purity. A flaw occurred in creation the being that molded each and everyone messed up it did not see that sin would be lurking to destroy faith. The perfect creator slacked on that dimension. That is the point in time where the candle is extinguished from its own wax choking helplessly in the night only to produce a faithful black smoke.
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