Projecting Baal

March 15, 2026

He said Moses is our friend And it filled you with rage Cults of Baal, all you comprehend From the confines of your cage You are SO obviously projecting From your theological stage Effigy burners, you may muster To scare away the sage He sees your broken mirror Laughs at the cracks Your performance lackluster True to the adage

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