Soon again, two entities meet in Jerusalem. Know that one is the son of God and one is God’s son. Both want control over the planet’s population for it is good business. And both claim it is for peace! They say they want peace but never did they agree.
Then number three came and since humanity was turned off by the other’s wars for peace, they ran to God number three, who proclaimed peace and brotherly love, just like the others. This was the one who said he had another God called Hallah and joined the others singing Hallah Ja! Ja! – the same. Now there are more wars and these three call each other infidels.
Then came number four. He said, “I am the one. See, I am poor, like you, and I come from a higher God called the B.D. I was trained in make believe and I will lie. I will have you feel sorry for me and while I flip flop around the continent saying I am vegetarian while buying hamburgers in Vancouver. I will have you beaten up and send the coppers after you and destroy you, if you are a reporter. No dilly dally lover will believe you, you idiot.” We are the ones who make a new war. No peace, we say, for we are the rulers. There are many forms of B.D. today and all are poor. There are many hungry grabbers who do not give.
