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A lyrical portrait of an excommunicated Amish woodworker struggling with spirituality, poverty, and life as an outcast from his strict, insular community.
You can’t unring the bell, he admonished, meaning 1948, Israel. So all these bells are ringing, Nazi, Kamakazi waves out into the universe forever and I have seen you, as … Continue reading →
My friend who hates God so much he doesn’t want him to exist really hates the pimping pastors and the Inquisitorial popes but I don’t argue with him. Atheists have … Continue reading →
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