Souls Exist on Paper and on Parchment
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Suppose the Buddhists (or such weaklings) want
To live away from self in spirits’ zone,
In some religious realm. They choose to vaunt
The non-existent soul. They must disown
The proofs of rationality since facts
Are all ignored when priests attempt to preach
This cell-less doctrine of the soul. Rinse facts
From this discussion. That is how to teach
A baseless silliness. No soul has been
Detected anywhere except in scrolls
Of various beliefs. No souls are seen
Except in books where priesthood’s faith controls.
Both transmigration and salvation need
This falseness winkled out from holy screed.
~ Phillip Whidden