Christ whom I honor,
Hostile to your Christ.
With a crooked nose your Christ,
And mine, like me, is a little snubby.
Yours is a friend to all people without distinction,
And my blind reading of the parable.
What do you consider a garden of Eden,
I'll call it total hell.
Socrates of Miletos ideal
He considered it a national disaster.
We look at the Bible all day:
I see the light, you see a shadow.