Um….
Happiness stumbled upon a chapel last night
And I can’t help but back up when I think of what happens inside
I’ve got friends locked in boxes, that’s no way to live
What you calling a sin, isn’t up to them
Afterall, afterall I thought we were all your children
But I will die for my own sins, thanks a lot
We’ll rise up ourselves, thanks for nothing at all
So up off the ground, our forefathers are nothing but dust now
Joel L. Watts holds a Masters of Arts from United Theological Seminary with a focus in literary and rhetorical criticism of the New Testament. His interests include exploring the role of mimesis in human civilization, specifically in the study of religion and media, as well as science fiction and the way in which it has allowed mythology to be explored in light of scientific discoveries of the past century. He is the author of Mimetic Criticism of the Gospel of Mark: Introduction and Commentary (Wipf and Stock, 2013) and a co-editor and contributor to From Fear to Faith: Stories of Hitting Spiritual Walls (Energion, 2013).
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