Yes, there are some really nasty religious organizations out there. (Like I saw the David Koresh story about the WACO incident. Remember We- Ain't- Comin'- Out?)
Anyway. Life sucks, and we better wake up our minds, use all seven cylinders. There are criminal cults, sex cults, drug cults,...
NOTE: When his sister had her baby, she REALLY went RELIGOUS. This is an ancient syndrome, The Istar Syndrome.
Istar of the Night and Istar of the Day.
The Goddess who turns brother against brother. The Whore of Babylon (Rev 17)
HERE IS HOW THE CULT OF ISTAR DOES IT:
Women intuitively understand how it all works. And, they ARE programmed into this "religion" (it was once formally regarded as a religion, with temple and all).
The Cult of Istar starts with the teraphim gift of a baby doll, usually as soon as possible, age one. Little more need be said as the attention and expected "motherly" behaviors begin to take root without words. This programs the "Good Woman" half of the syndrome. The girls all, know that in the back of their mind they will be mothers, first and most importantly. The Madonna Complex revolves around a fixation with this "side" or face of women that some men think represents the Good Woman. They have NO idea that mommie dearest ws once a practicing Istar of the Night (ages 12-28).
Then, when they reach puberty, rock and roll music takes on the educational process. This "rapping" opens the girl's mind to that important next step, choosing and "domesticating" (i.e. not allowed out alone with the guys) the victim (who will become the "Idolized" and, impossibly, suitable God Zeus-like husband. This is the god-like man who will "make her happy," keep her family safe, pay so she can "shop 'til she drops," and be a "father" to the growing children).
This original poem illustrates what she learns about this Istar Cult of the Night program.
(It also is why she finds God when she has a daughter because she KNOWS what a hell and risk it will be for the kid.)
What is life, if not fun!
Goin' school, layin' in the sun.
Humpin' girls, Devil may care,
Practicin' for middle age affair.
Let's do drugs, while we wait.
What's more fun, on a date?
Marriage time is way off...
We'll imitate the monkey and the sloth.
Welfare thru the roof...
Use condoms, don't be a goof!
Murder babies, or tax to pay,
With this system, we will stay.
Anti- or Pro, from Moses' day,
Arguments,... while we the girls lay.
Rolling dope and in the hay,
Please, abortion debate, we pray.
Mom and dad, THEY let us play,
In adolescence we wanta stay.
Party both night and day,
Sexual pleasure straight or gay.
Yes, abortion seems a crime
During our long adolescence time.
But, sex is soooo much fun,
We'll kill a daughter or our son.
STD and Aids,
Homo-gay blades,
Crime for drugs,
And Rap promotin' thugs...
13 to 30... This is fun!
Join GenX, and get some.
Stretch out school,
dumbin' down, actin' the fool.
College now is 7 years,
Dormin' together, no more jeers.
Oral sex recommended by peers,
Brushin' hard to end chlamydia fears.
Use my daughter, just for fun!
Men no longer use the shotgun.
Spread her legs, make a grandson,
Kill the Bastard when you're done.
This is 2003...
By 2K50, where we be?
Is the next Big Bubble to burst,
Will our Empire do better? Do worse?
Haven't they all fell?
Mocked by History, gone to hell...
Was it sexual witchcraft?
Or, that the men refused the draft?
Why not be Anti- or Pro,
Never let the argument go.
Prevent the focus on the sex,
Go "F" yourself, says Gen X.
We've got a roof, and plenty drugs,
Don't do good in school no mo'
We lay the ladies before they're wife.
We love this hedonistic life!