"...live religious bacteria."

Live as when the all powerful little Prem the living lord of the universe almighty proclaimed that this time he has come with more power than ever before. 

And to think we bought into it because it wasn't a religion. 

Yes, reveling in apostasy from such a toxic brew is one heck of a well earned silver lining... just being able to breathe freely again without his slimy fingerprints all over the soft sounds it makes.  (And to think the comedic representative from Amaroo last year tried to make a deliberate misdirection joke about "virgin soup." )

The other day, I spent some time on the new version of Google Earth.  Not knowing California very well, I started at Point Dune and worked my way up the coast.  Within a minute, there it was.  The thought that premies donated and built that monstrosity as a path to "inner peace" was more appalling than ever.  

The 6th Commandment (and lost chapter of the PEP curriculum):

Never underestimate the power of deception and manipulation on the vulnerable, the "normal" even.

I will obey you implicitly.  I will obey you implicitly.  I will obey you implicitly.