I’ve started to receive “Uber for religion” and “it’s like equinox but for faith” pitches.
Even the nerds are feeling the vibe shift.
When I tell you religion, Christianity in particular, is going to explode over the next 20 years, it’s going to EXPLODE.
My friend's Dad is a brilliant Counter Intelligence analyst turned devout Catholic.
He's been writing about Christianity from an analyst's perspective and it's so so good.
He just started a substack to share pieces, please give him a follow!
Investigators' Guide to the Bible https://t.co/GfSrDZhBTt
For those of you trying to cut out mortal sins, what’s your streak?
2024 I went 8 days.
Going to try to hit a 1 month streak this year.
Insanely hard to not sin as it turns out.
@akafacehots If it's not a choice, that means anyone can be gay. If anyone could be gay, that means you could have been.
Nobody likes thinking that (positive) conditioning kept them from being gay.
@HippieReligious Took up a whole pew today. 4 little boys in my crew along with my 4 God children and their parents.
White knuckled a few parts but made it out unscathed.
Absolute power move.
It’s a Thursday night in Amberg Germany sometime in the 2010’s.
You’re hammered drunk at 3am, your buddy switched to beer around midnight so he could “DD” in the morning.
You crash on his couch so you don’t miss your ride in, formation is at 6.
Salute the CO walking in, “Hard as Fuck, Sir!”. “Hard AF” he replies with a grin.
Two weeks till we ship out, we’re confident but let’s be honest; none of this is natural.
Bleary eyed you join 4th squad for a run. With 2 miles left the squad leader shouts out “anyone who beats the LT gets the day off, release!”. Boston and Clark book it and manage to beat you.
You rip a cigarette with a buddy before grabbing some breakfast. Sit with some Joes and shoot the shit.
Get to the platoon office and see a stack of papers on your keyboard. It’s the wills of your 30 guys. Gotta proof read to make sure they didn’t write something dumb they’d regret.
One by one you read them. These idiots might really die. Shit you might die. What the hell are you doing here man.
You’re advance party, first few guys from the battalion to get to Zangabad. A shitty base made up of green tents, furthest thing left out there in Kandahar.
Your buddy from Ranger School meets you as you jump off the chinook. He looks different. Really fucking different.
You crack a non alcoholic beer and start catching up. He grabs a lighter off a stack of papers being weighed down with a live grenade. He’s flicking it on and off just for something to do with his hands.
“How’s it looking out here?”
He’s lost 3 guys. 6 more evac’d. His RTO died in his first week there.
What the fuck am I doing here.
What the fuck are we doing here.