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Published on Mar 16, 2013
News Articles:
Bossier Schools Get Palm Scanners For Students
http://www.ktbs.com/news/Bossier-Scho…
Students using palms to pay for lunch
http://www.ksla.com/story/21636635/st…
Hand Scans For Lunch In Bossier Parish Schools [POLL]
http://710keel.com/hand-scans-for-lun…
Bossier Schools Spokeswoman Sonja Bailes Calls Palm Scanners ‘Perfectly Safe’
http://710keel.com/bossier-schools-sp…
Hmm, what have Christians been doing with their right hands since Christianity was invented in the 4th century… crossing themselves with it, marking and demonstrating to everyone exactly who they are and what organisation they are enabling.
All religious people are certainly touched in the head, you’ve got to be touched in the head to be able to ignore all evidence it is plagiarised Egyptian pagan allegory, all logic, common sense and kindergarten maths lesson 1. ie 1 + 0 = 1, not 2.
Did you know that if you were not a Christian you were prevented from gaining an education, from a teaching career, from publishing literature of any kind. If you disagreed you would be accused of heresy, imprisoned, your property confiscated (there’s a reason why the church is so wealthy), tortured till you admitted to being evil and then publicly executed, usually by being burned alive?
The prophesy is fulfilled by Christianity. It is the mark of the beast, and it’s historical track record proves it.
William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)
THE SECOND COMING
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
Well Pix, We’ll see when your hands are cradled getting ready to catch your falling head, unless of course your a groveler…
Is that supposed to be some sort of threat or intimidation of decapitation?
When you can prove the existence of Jesus and your fairy story, get back to me. I won’t hold my breath because despite untold billions of desperate believers searching high and low for the past 1’600 years, they haven’t come up with a single scrap of evidence. The complete opposite in fact, it’s plagiarised pagan allegory.
I’m pretty sure it would have been stuffed down every ones gullets with a ramrod if there was actual evidence and there would be no atheists anywhere.