Wild in the Hollow: A Birthday Bash!

I was told once by a bunch of Calvinists that all things were predestined before the foundations of the earth. Death. Salvation. Destruction. The weather on May 21, 1996. The toast I ate for breakfast this morning, a touch burned. All of these things were chiseled in a stoney timeline even before God thundered “Let there be light!” over the void. All things planned. All means spinning toward the ultimate ends of God. These are the things once said by that Calvinist bunch.

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