Let us beware; the dark touch of the protestant god.
The one who cripples at the hip with the accusation of depravity. The one who commands us then to take up our mat and walk through his towering cathedrals of thought or be damned. The one whose Gnostic heresies would have us sing with fervor cloudy theologies and mental assents – denying the body. Denying death and then life. Obscuring the miraculous with cheap parlor tricks and linguistic slight-of-hand.
Let us beware; his cult has more followers than we know.