For the Chief Musician. A contemplation by the sons of Korah. 1 As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants after you, God.* 2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. […]
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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