St. Steven
Jul 28, 2017 · 1 min read

you hit the nail on the fucked-up little head, dear Angela. I glanced at the first 2 comments and thought, “nerves hit with surgical precision.”

They can’t even see that your questions about support/allegiance are making a point about their attitudes which they go on to illustrate with comical irony.

Except it ain’t funny, people! It’s a sickness. Excluding, hating, judging other people because your conception of their physical existence makes you uncomfortable. This is due to your own perverted thoughts, not them. And why are we so fixated on bodies still? Can’t you value a person’s spirit, kind behavior, honesty, and quit fantasizing about their sex organs and skin color?

We are a culture of purile toddlers who project our own self-loathing onto others who we designate as hate-able.

Grow the fuck up, people! Listen to the lady. She’s trying to teach you something about decency and kindness and honor. You need the lesson, because your unkind, dishonorable indecency is keeping you ignorant.

St. Steven

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St. Steven with a rose, in and out of the garden he goes. Country garden in the wind and the rain, wherever he goes the people all complain.