Have you seen the light?
Sometimes I wish I had Religion. Speaking in tongues, snake handling, proslytizing the masses.
Actually, in some weird moments, I want to belong to a black baptist church. And sing and dance at church and have Soul.
But let's face it -- in reality, if I went to one, I'd be scared shiftless.
Though sometimes I think it would be nice to have the religious version of faith.
The way I see it, "There's a press to shape our ends, rough-hew them how we will."
And that's a rip off of Shakespeare.
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