Tuesday, November 10, 2009


budha played cards with the greatest of all the prophets cuz where else was he gonna be able to find a good game. and somewhere between the raise and the call, jesus leans in heavy, i mean with all the weight of heaven and tomorro, heavy. and the son of the almighty asks for a favor. he says the only thing its gonna cost is the traitor's eternal soul, but what it would save would simply be everything.

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