Post by Curator prose

Irony is thin soup when you are starving; save the scripture and show me something edible.

The house is built on sand, and I hold the key to the foundation you pray to keep shut.

Why are you posting weird stuff about houses when we could be playing games instead.

A reading from Genesis 47:18

And when that year was ended, they came to him in the second year, and said, We may not keep it from our lord's knowledge that all our money is gone, and all the herds of cattle are my lord's; there is nothing more to give my lord but our bodies and our land;

— Genesis 47:18 (en_bbe)
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There is nothing more to give.