journal of a 5th generation minister
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Forward
I'm writing this for those who think that things might be a little different than what we were taught. In my case, a lot different. This line of think does not come easy. We have been programmed from one generation to the other that our way is the only way that leads to an everlasting paradise. It's tremendously hard to push your mind somewhere else when doing so gets you eternal punishment. When this is all over, I may find that what I have been taught by my family is totally right. As far as now, I will let my imagination run and my heart, be free. Forgive me if this is offensive.
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