on the surface

Freaks, impostors and charlatans found religions.
Later the squarest of the square become zealots, martyrs and saints.
It goes on, it seems, like a clockwork for a while.
Eventually you end up with a situation when all the population are saints
aside from a few freaks who are trying to found a few new religions.
However, it is hardly possible to preach to a crowd of saints.
Of course, every saint keeps a freak buried deep inside,
and that freak in turn cherishes a saint, and so on.
But those buried freaks, when they do surface,
they are too violent for any possible religion.


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