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We Come To The New Testament, Where Again A Host Of Imperative Verbs Is Mustered In Support Of That Miserable Bondage Of Free-choice, And The Aid Of Carnal Reason With Her Inferences And Similes Is Called In, Just As In A Picture Or A Dream You Might See The King Of The Flies With His Lances Of Straw And Shields Of Hay Arrayed Against A Real And Regular Army Of Seasoned Human Troops. That Is How The Human Dreams Of Diatribe Go To War With The Battalions Of Divine Words.

Thoughts Are Not Subject To Duty.

Show Me Where A Man Spends His Time & Money, And I'll Show You His God.

Married Love Burns As Fire, And Seeks Nothing More Than The Mate. It Says, "i Want Only You"

Brief Let Me Be. The Fewer Words The Better Prayer.