“I don’t think I have enough hate in my heart to be a good Christian.”

“I don’t think I have enough hate in my heart to be a good Christian.”

“I gotta go pray.”

It’s all those Brady Bunch reruns. Stupid Nick at Night. For the longest time it never really occurred to us that they weren’t live broadcasts. We thought that the repetition had some ritual significance. Like they were religious texts or something. — The alien in John Scalzi’s Agent to the Stars
loosenewleaves:

Soak this in

loosenewleaves:

Soak this in

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[Pierce and Honeycut are making placebos for the wounded in lieu of morphine]
“You know, father, this is right up your alley.”

[Pierce and Honeycut are making placebos for the wounded in lieu of morphine]

“You know, father, this is right up your alley.”

My own personal definition of religion is: religion is a popular misunderstanding of poetry.

Joseph Campbell

“Mythology and the Individual”