1 Let me sing for my well beloved a song of my beloved about his vineyard. My beloved had a vineyard on a very fruitful hill. 2 He dug it up, gathered out its stones, planted it […]
This is a journal syncing truth across disciplines, time, writings and beliefs, in an effort to translate human knowledge into a rational, coherant story using everyday atheistic language and the scientific method. That written, my hope is to free Jesus' teachings from those who whore his name (or at least the Greek translation of his name). You may as well know up front.
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