in the days when i used to believe there was a god, i used to have a lenten project.
for my lenten project this year i want to be standing on the corner, black cowl, to remind the williston federated church that i was cast out, humiliated.
never let them forget the harm done.
intertwined curses: never forget what you broke. never forget your abdication of moral standing. never forget that you broke a life. never rest easy as long as you walk this stone, sit under this roof; be uncomfortable, be off-balance. hear that sound? see that shadow?
know as surely as i stand here that there is no redemption, no resurrection, no forgiveness.
it is a blind alley, the church. it is an empty meal.
it is irrelevant, useless, and dangerous.
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