All thy Heart, All thy Soul, All thy Mind, by neoeno

Today I bring you, oh most faithful readers of this blog, a most belovéd piece from the very hands of our creator, the uniter of poets: neoeno. If you have yet to grace your eyes with this text then you are quite possibly blind, lame and impotent and for that I am most truly sorry.

Thus on this, the sixth day of the third month of the two-thousand and eighth year of someone else's lord I bear unto you All thy Heart, All thy Soul, All thy Mind.

Read and stand in awe of the coming glory, a tale of choices, painfully made and of friendship, sorrowfully relinquished. Read, think, and may you never make a similar mistake.

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"God or me."

"What?"

"You heard. Choose, God or me."

I looked at him, half confused half shocked.

"It's obvious that there's not enough room in your life for both him and me. We're two completely different entities. He'd sooner have you lock someone up than let them have an abortion, I'd sooner lock you up than stop them. I see sex as a wonderful and liberating experience, he considers non-procreative sex to be a sin. He strongly encourages procreation itself, I believe it to be nigh inexcusable for the informed person. He declares homosexuality a sin, I fuck men. I can't take it anymore, I doubt he likes it much either."

He looked into me, his eyes full of pain.

He left. I prayed.