I behold your parents and the stigmata of foul feeding. YOUR theology is a slime-pit of gibberish become ethics. In YOUR world, where ignorance and deceit constitute felicity, everything ends miserably-besmirched with fratricidal blood. Believing without associating ye are spurious and know not the way of virtue. There is no virtue in truth, nor truth in righteousness.
Law becomes of desire's necessity.
Corrupt is the teacher, for they who speak have only spent words to give. To believe or unbelieve is the question. Verily, if you believe of the least-ye needs must thrive all things. I say your desire is women. Your potential desire a brothel.