I actually don't know who crashed my forum (A Literary Experience), so I'm not going to point any fingers. And it doesn't matter. The forum was very new, and it was my first pancake of the batch so to speak. I learned a lot. What's more important is that I listen to the message God has given me in all of this.
In 1993, I started a personal religion called Veridicanism (actually back then it was called the Veridical Christian Society, but I digress.). I am the father of that word. As far as I know, no one believes the way I do. So, I'm going to spread the word.
I think it would be a shame for God to have shown me everything He has and then die with that knowledge. I think it would be a shame to let the word Veridicanism wither on the vine.
Oh, wow. I just took a moment to Google it--seems it's all over the place. Raving Atheist even bought the domain name veridicanism.com. Can you imagine someone so pissed they'd spend $40 dollars to register a domain name that means nothing to them? Just to insult the guy who started it? Just to keep me from getting it? It's like some website through which I'm being vilely insulted, and I didn't even know it was there!
Thank God, I bought veridican.com a long time ago and for like the next 20 years.
I thought it had all fallen away, but come to find out, especially with the publication of The Veridican Gospel of Jesus Christ, I'm tied to this thing like with a hangman's noose. So, I'm going out to spread the word.
This is of primary interest to you, because if there is one thing Veridicanism is all about, it is the utter annihilation of atheism. I'm serious, as a...whatever...I can debate with you all...but if you ever knew me as a Veridican, I would just assume not debate and burn you at the stake. As a Veridican I don't pull any punches.
You see, someone in here thought they were clever and hacked a forum I started, but all they did was release a sleeping giant.
It's so strange: I had a dream last night. I was fishing and brought up a dog I didn't have any room for in my life, but that I loved and new I had to keep. I thought my line was caught on something, but up came the dog. In the dream, I knew that I had to kill one of my other current dogs in order to make room. Today, I killed A Literary Experience, and I'm returning to Veridicanism. Why does God always use “fishing” analogies?
Atheists: you think there is no God, and you become His puppet just the same.
Praise God again and pass the motherfucking ammunition.