Oya

I am the eye of the hurricane, the thunder that terrifies you at night. I am the voice in the whirlwind. I guard the threshhold of understanding. I destroy your hopes and break your dreams. Because of me you will know the truth...No one is coming to save you. When all your heroes are dead and all your friends have betrayed you then I have done my job. When there is nothing left to believe in then you are forced to believe in yourself.

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I want that on a T-shirt

Don't mind the screams, Children.

Why are children asked to color a picture of a live goat being boiled?  The goat looks as if he is wondering the same thing.

Jesus Wept

  "Oh My God! Did these people not hear a word I said?"

I think it will catch on.