Why do the blind tell eachother the lies about looking into the sun? Surely they havent tried it after a baptism, the way it is written to be, for surely they'd know that even the Ancient Sons of God knew more than these Professors of the "great" taxonomy.
Baptized by light of smudging fire around me, I holding tears before the Son as long as I can. Finally I see what the author of Genesis saw, the real source of life. A squiggly in my squinting eyes gave an orb cell to a group of pentagon, the pentagon then divided and the squiggly feasted upon the one it originally created. Ouroboros.
