It is September 23rd, 2025 and the world is wondering if the Rapture will take place tonight or the 24th. I want to tell you a Rapture story. The one and really only time I got caught up in the human-hoopla of it all. I must've been about seven or nine years old. We were living in this groovy house that I wish i could go back today and buy [there was a short Julie mango tree in the yard]. Anyways, some pastor dude on TV [local, I think], who was NOT my own pastor, said that the Lord would show up that very weekend. I remember my grandmother laughing, walking up the stairs from the living room to the kitchen side. I was sitting down watching this report on TTT [the one local tv station at the time - Trinidad & Tobago Television] thinking about all of it. You see, I was already studying adult theology classes at my young age. People tell me I was bantering philosophy with my grandfather since I was four. Religion and Philosophy and the understanding of all things were my ...
Intellectualism Before Baboons