Ye are precocious primitives. There is no good understanding in your world-this bloody transition by procreation and butchery. Of necessity ye hate, and love your neighbor by devouring. The prophets are nauseating and should be persecuted. Objects of ridicule, their deeds cannot live through their tenets.
Love is cursed.
Your desire is your God and execration. Ye shall be judged or your appetite. Around me I see your configuration-again a swine from the herd. And again shall your fathers call to the help of women. Ye vainly labour at a rotten Kingdom of Good and Evil.