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Let the fire of the Holy Spirit burn this sickness from my mind and body. Let the strength of God rush through me, let his might instill me with the power to resist. “Let his God cock sink into my mouth,” she said. “Let me drink his holy, burning jism. Let me—”
This is a priori evaluation, unfortunately—one hundred percent unscientific. They’ll continue to overlook the import of parapsychology, I’m afraid, until they’re able—as Huxley put it—‘to sit down before fact as a little child—be prepared to give up every preconceived notion, follow humbly wherever and to whatsoever abysses nature leads.’ ”









































