If It Is The Dirty Element That

Conspiracy! Intrigue! A Rapidly Thickening Plot! Add Some Bestiality And A Lecherous Priest And I'd Say You Have The Beginnings Of A Beautiful Novel.

At All Times, In Every Century, Every Age, There Has Been Such A Connection Between Despotism And Religion That It Is Infinitely Apparent And Demonstrated A Thousand Times Over, That In Destroying One, The Other Must Be Undermined, For The Simple Reason That The First Will Always Put The Law Into The Service Of The Second.

What Do I See In The God Of That Infamous Sect If Not An Inconsistent And Barbarous Being, Today The Creator Of A World Of Destruction He Repents Of Tomorrow; What Do I See There But A Frail Being Forever Unable To Bring Man To Heel And Force Him To Bend A Knee. This Creature, Although Emanated From Him, Dominates Him, Knows How To Offend Him And Thereby Merit Torments Eternally! What A Weak Fellow, This God!

Anything Beyond The Limits And Grasp Of The Human Mind Is Either Illusion Or Futility; And Because Your God Having To Be One Or The Other Of The Two, In The First Instance I Should Be Mad To Believe In Him, And In The Second A Fool.

Your Body Is The Church Where Nature Asks To Be Reverenced.