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  "textContent": "teaboot:\n\n> teaboot:\n>\n>> I’m not Christian, I don’t go to church anymore, and my pastor died, but when he was alive I’d sometimes go to his sermons and I remember one time he said “ _it feels good to hate, but we know that it isn’t allowed, so when we’re told that we’re allowed to hate someone we get so excited that we forget we’re supposed to love_ ”, and if my humble atheist ass might borrow some church talk I’d like to perhaps submit that\n>\n> Anyhow sometimes on the day to day I feel disgust or revulsion and I have to ask myself _“is this a danger to anyone at all or am I just looking for something I’m allowed to hate_ ” and a solid 98/100 times it’s the latter so once again thank you pastor D",
  "title": "I’m not Christian, I don’t go to church anymore, and my pastor died, but when he was alive I’d…"
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