Earth is my hen

The neck is a bridge between the mind and body.  An egg must have a hen.  If there's no hen, I'm miraculous!  Why give up that fantasy?  Because fantasy happens to be true to narcicists.  Jesus can be perceived as narcissistic because perfection is the standard of the judgemental.  For Jesus to go to hell, it could only occur if there was a God.  Huh?!  Jesus (as the expanse) lived the puppet of a narcisist.  To a victim, as if the son of God is going to die for the very sins that raped us of innocence.  Impulsive, retarded imbred child rapists rest assurred...you're going to heaven as you repent without justice for the victim.  This creates sinners, because bertayal is perfectly awful.  And narcisists like doling that out to needy cowards clinging to government to ignore their conscience.  The world is a commune of humans.  Evolution solves for the nuisnance of Christ' appeal.  Earth is my hen.