I think I believe in Jesus again...

Not the one behind stone or stained glass...
Not the one nailed down, bleeding for approval...

This one was barefoot...
His hair was damp with mist...
He smiled without needing a reason...
He didn’t preach... he listened...
He didn’t die... he danced...

I saw him in the forest...
naked beneath the trees...
sunlight sliding across his skin like breath...

There was no shame in him...
Only warmth...
Like he knew he belonged to the world... not above it... not against it...

He looked at me...
and I didn’t feel judged...
I felt… known...
Like forgiveness could be felt through skin... not sin...

Maybe that’s still Christianity...
Or maybe it’s something older...
Something wilder...
Something that wants you to touch the earth... before you try to reach heaven...

>>40638316 (OP)
“But though we, or an angel from heaven, preach any other gospel unto you than that which we have preached unto you, let him be accursed.” (Galatians 1:8)

>t. glowie makes bait/trigger/slide thread using the holy ass

>>40638316 (OP)
What the fuck are you talking about

>>40638316 (OP)
He has a nice ass

You didnt even get the world just a few crumbs. Pathetic