The priest went on to tell the corporal sequelae, how God has set the mark of ignominy on the solitary sinner’s face. The sickly pallor, the eyes darkened with the shadows of vice, the listless restless joyless posture. Where once the future shone brightly in his eyes, now but gleams the dark road to lunacy. In this life the asylum is his sole hope, in the next the fires of hell.
oh the joys of religious guilt and condemnation! in the 21st century we are able to reason and deduce that such cruelty is totally man-made and incorporated into religion in order to control people.
