1. COME to the juice that we have pressed, to Sorna, Indra, bleat with milk: Come, favouring us, thy Bay-drawn car! 2. Come, Indra, to this gladdening drink, placed on the grass, pressed out with […]
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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