To the atheist, I write:
Precarious of the conversation he gasconaded through his teeth. Not knowing exactly his epistemology, murder to the truth came spilling from his mouth. Mad as can be, psuedo philosophy was being uttered. Madness! Insanity! Crippled at the jaw, imprecise metaphysics flow. You can't take cognizance that apart from Christ, life is utterly futile. UTTERLY FUTILE!
Repent toward God and believe on the Lord Jesus Christ.
From Andrew
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