Ham saw Noah nude in his tent -- A treatise on the Sacred and the Prophane

 Genesis 9:20-27 

Mircea Eliade "The Sacred and the Prophane" 

Haruhi Suzumiya Oblivious 

Personal Jesus

I will never begin to understand, why it is so funny, that in anime, when a boy tries to avoid peeking under the skirt of a fellow female classmate, still ends up doing so, while slipping on the floor or stairs or some other way. That means, my prophane side understands, but my Christin side rebels against that. Why do they never close their eyes, but keep gazing at thousanda years of death, as though Kakashi sent them to the stratosphere pinching your asshole nature, like it was dunse Naruto Uzumaki!! Let us talk about the Sacred and the Prophane, then you accidentally find yourself waking up at the gates of Heaven, like Jacob did, while running from his brothers vengeance! 

What better person, than a failed theology student from a posh academical Seminary Home Church, to talk about this subject... 

When you talk about the Sacred and the Prophane, Mircea Eliades famous joke, then conversing with Jordan Peterson about Capitalism vs Communism, "When Communism is introduced to the Sahara desert. At first nothing much will happen. After a while the desert will experience a shortage  of sand and import it from the Gobi!" I changed it up a little to add some punch, but that was the abridged version... -- in such a case, you have to understand your shortcomings. 1. Your place of origins 2. How you there raised 3. Which law you accepted and which God or Passion 4. There you a Gideon or Jephtha; Deborah or Barakh? Did you come to build up or throw down, like a scene in Better call Saul, there the old man, broke the arm of the nigger who came to disrespect him for 20 bucks! 

Every time, you wanna do something, it starts from Tabula Rasa, a white sheet!! Only you and that bloody white sheet and a fucking pencil, as you gaze on the prospect of making your presence to be known, like Blu combatting the flu... Or how did Slade rape Raven in that infamous buttfuck clip on her birthday. A True servant of God is exactly like that. You are like the Sparking of the conversation of the Communists and the Scandalon of St. Paul. People can either love you or hate you like Haruhi Suzumiya, but they cannot remain abstained!! Everything you eat; shit and breathe, will become the Gospel and Godspell of God! Can you vacate your soul and possess yourself for God, to cast yourself out into the desert and darkest dungen of despair, as you struggle with Yourself! Lord Jesus Chrsit did it for a month, and then started to hunger, how long can you live without propper food and nourishment? Praise and Aknowledgement are the schosen foods of the soul -- throw those away, then you seek the worthy prophession of being the Voice in the Desert and the Dragon in the Burning Gregarious Bush, corrction, I meant to say divine angel of god, sorry my typo sic transit gloria mundi.

You want to dwell with the ravens and chase after the young colts and stallions. How do you keep the bleach away from your clothes, lest it be smothered and its fabric broken and colour wasred and in vain? For Holyness is like Bleach what eats away the Prophane and ordinary, what your previous name and life came to pass... Only a Communist like Mircea Eliade, can fathom, how many dead Ukrainians, died in the famine, does it take, before the great miracle starts to grace us with its presence!! Let us commemorate Holodomor Rasputin on that term... Then you're servng God, you're at odds with yourself and the known world, just like the beginning of Ishmael, then his mother and him there holding their backs together awaiting death, and the mother wept, because previously she had laughed at Sarah, because she had a son, and her lady did not. Just like Ishmael, Your hand shall be against all; all hands shall be against you, and two boots to stomp on your altar of God and fornicate on your most pressious offerings as you ran rampart like Nimrod at the face of the Lord, as you come and depart, like Jephtha in the olden days!! You shall shave your head bald, and come in His presence like a Warspoiled woman, who has been captured with fire and sword.; thunder and brimstone. There is nothing behind you, but Sodom and Gomorrah, don't look back! There is nothing in front, but the promise to gatekeep like the Gibeonites, who offered old bread to Israel, lest their swords marry them in blood, like Jacobs sons, Simeon and Levi did to Hamor in Sheckhem. Its their own folly, for not asking Gods counsil beforehand... Beside you is lord  Jesus Christ, beneath the brood of Vipers and their venomous spite as above missiles and dreadnaughts fly over to molest and hustle you, at newspapers; courtrooms and public semesters; Cemetaries and obituary discounts, counting the cars and Count Danculas forlorn-aghast you may selfimpose or contrast... Stand up, You number 0 and 22 the great Joker as you step onto the ravine, from mountaintop to mountaintop, as Zarathustra once scold! That Holy Fool!! 

Then others drive a Lamborghini Miura, you shall Fiat Punto to Arkadia Mayor as fought its a mix of Dream of Californication and Idiocracy fucking a insestuous relationship of brother and sister and having a bastard child of Bohemian Rhapsody mixxed with My own Personal Jesus, because you are your own motherfucking Depeshe mode lead singer Dave Gahan!! Anything less will not do. What is your way, to drop the Gospel of Lord Jesus Christ? Godspeed and have a nice day, Halleluyah! UWU