✝is not the sign of Christianity. It is the sign of Televangelism. It is the telephone pole. Defined as such, it is death, decay, disease, disaster, detestation, and deconstruction, and that is all that supercysts on the outer surface of the pole’s all-powerful being, and that is all it spreads in its wake and in its sleep. It consumes all, and returns nothing to those who take from it. Within the display, almost anything is trapped and displayed. None of it holds meaning. Without the display, you will always find at you are left with nothing at all, not even the smoky shapes and their senseless dances.
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