Are you that special person who - weary from trudging the endless superhighways - just longs to camp next to a glorious oasis of the mind? Do you desire to explore new frontiers, splash in shared ideas, fill your belly with the refreshing fruits of inspiration, and bask in the gentle rays of fond reflection?
Well, you can fuck right off. This, my friends, is not that place. This place is... The ShadowLands.
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"After a disaster, people can feel inadequate, like outside forces are taking control of their lives,"
In the old days, people believed in God, and that helped them cope.
These idiots have supplanted old fashioned religion with a new one, and found that their faith cannot sustain them when the poo hits the fan.
Sounds like these folks need a bit of churchin' up.
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