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He was in recovery from cancer and weak, tripped over the cat coming down the stairs, and went headlong through the porch window and a piece of glass cut him in two all the way down his back. My mum found him in a pool of blood when she came home from work. If that is God showing me he loves me...

No child that is born believes in God, it is drummed into them. Religion is a control mechanism and a very effective one at that. I was raised a Catholic, but when the cat killed my father 25 years ago I saw through the mirage.

I think she was dressed provocatively, and secretly wanted a bit of rough.