Scapegoat Confession.

 I have trespassed against no one yet I stand condemmned...I have sinned against no man yet I am unforgiven...No one's blood is on my hands yet I am accused...To whom shall I confess to crimes I have not committed?

Introspective Speculations and Unsolicited Advice:

 You won't catch any fish if you keep eating all your bait.

Faith.

 Faith is praying to God's unknown...interceding for the land...praying in the ancient tongues of ancestors and hearing their blood cry out from the ground in Chorus pleading for Redemption.

Slash Pine Temple.

 Lash the slashed pines with the twisted vines of madness...Raise the tripod on which six pillars lean...cloak the temple with a sacred curtain sown of the skins of sacrifices rendered...flap facing to the east...rise and greet The Sun.

Frustration.

 Society's standards of social orientation interrupting natural cycles of copulation creates profound frustration beyond the scope of imagination as a large percentage of the population find themselves in the situation where they are forced to resort to masterbation.

Racism

 If you believe that your particular race is: a) Chosen by God to rule over the nations with an iron rod...b) The only race that is actually human...all other races are beasts created in human form by God so they can better serve...c) ...entitled to claim possession over land and resources and establish dominion over other races and species... You might be a racist...Here's your sign...

The Machine.

 The State is a machine...made by men...made of men...it cannot exist without the will of men...it cannot function without dictation from men...it cannot operate without cooperation of men...without continuous maintenance and fodder for fuel the machine will eventually break down and return to the dust.

The Empire strikes back again and again only as long as there are slaves and masters, Lord's and servants...The temple is always rebuilt from the ruins of the old as long as there are willing hands.