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Originally Posted by WTF
Not if you do not fear God, maybe this is where we part ways
I just finished reading , "Empire of the Summer Moon" , you would be a disgrace to your people.
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Really? Go figure another eurotype correcting
me. I have to tread lightly here. As it is if my
SO stumbled across this bbs on her own
I would be fairly easy for her to figure out.
So I can't say too much more without
signing away all plausable deniability.
Heck my vocabulary alone has me sticking out
like a sore thumb. I just can't bubba it up.
There were only 3 true first nations.
A nation must have a capitol.
In the new world there were only 3 capitols.
Technotitlan
Cuzco
Palenque
You and the jungle rat who wrote that book
know nothing of my ancestors.
The majority of natives who call themselves
Children of the Sun are descendents of the very rats
my ancestors fed to their snake god.
I do not speak the tongue that my ancestors heard
as they were being decimated.
To the contrary I know my ancestors would be proud.
My sons are warrior priests in the tradition
of the Jaguars. My daughters are chaste maidens
of the Lord. They tell me I am evil but they
love me anyway.
As for the Lord Himself.
I can no more deny the sun in the sky,
or the nose on my face.
I have seen His hand at work right in front
of my eyes- many times. Lots of weird things.
I am never truly alone.
I am the wandering black sheep whom his
shepherd evidently loves dearly.
I have lost count of how many times
the path before me was swept clear.
Delivered from the hands of mine enemies.
Same enemies left in disarray and confusion.
Be it civies or cops.
A friend who thought I was overstating
coincidences was convinced when he
saw it happen in front of him.
You don't believe in Him; to me that says
He doesn't believe in you. The Lord doesn't
like everyone equally. He blesses whom He will.
I have no idea what He sees in me, nothing
that special, quite a sinner actually.
Doesn't matter thus far.
The Shepherd guards His wandering sheep.
The wolves never come close.