When Heavens Gate Are Open...
An attempt to describe our inner freedom and the light that shine forever...
No one owns me on the dance floor
"Don’t get me wrong here, I don’t hate men, I love men. I make love to men. And I’m certainly not scared of men. It’s just the acceptance of the things that we would never accept outside of the night club that really scares me."
Ridicule on Freedom of Expression!
Having read Lars Ströman’s article on the right to ridicule a religion,’ published on 28 August in Nerikes Allehanda, I felt comment was necessary.
I owe my soul to the Company store
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