“So forget about religion
It’ll never save your soul
Not even capitalism
It could make your wife a whore

Just get rid of all your crap (now)
Just give it to the poor
So that they can have your crap (now)
So that they can want some more

Turns out it’s never quite that easy
Or perhaps it really is
That man’s words, they come to haunt me
Those words they come to haunt me

I need a brand new story
One to set my mind at peace”

-The Cobalt Season

It seems that I can hear the God of the universe smiling and speaking to this church, saying, “You are a great church because I was hungry and ye fed me. You are a great church because I was naked and ye clothed me. You are a great church because I was sick and ye visited me. You are a great church because I was in prison and ye gave me consolation by visiting me… And this is the church that’s going to save this world.”
-MLK:1954:”rediscovering lost values”