Published on 13.06.2022
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The final word
This is a sign in the center of Piccadilly Circus, London. On the sign this reminder: “Jesus saves from sin, repent.” Behind the reminder, a man who harangues a crowd not really in the mood to repent, judging by the scent of hops that perfume the crossroads.
What he preached? Hard to say, you and I know that the ways of the Lord are inscrutable, especially in English without subtitles. But probably something like an exhortation to welcome Jesus into our hearts. Only, given the average blood alcohol level in the perimeter, there is a good chance that Jesus will drown in our heart of hearts. Note that it is 5 p.m. this Saturday at Piccadilly Circus, no one meets God at this time. Unless God walks around in a crop top with a cup of Ice Bubble Tea in his hand. You might as well give water to a donkey that is not thirsty, although in this specific case, it is rather very thirsty.
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