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Chinese BanditThe Chinese robber bandit lurked in the mountains, waiting for peasants to bring their crops to harvest. Then he swept down with his marauding band and pillaged their freshly harvested grain. The villagers finally formed their own vigilante band. It worked. The robber bandit's attacks stopped. But the robber bandit resorted to another ploy. He hired an old man to spread the news that the robber bandit had been killed. The villagers relaxed their vigilance and dropped their guard. Whereupon the robber bandit struck again, capturing their hard-earned harvest. |
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Satan would like us to believe that he is no more than a figment conjured up in the wild-eyed imagination of religious fanatics, no more than the artist's caricature of the little red-skinned, two-horned, pitchfork-wielding, pointed-tailed, hideous imp of folklore. Like the Chinese tale of the robber bandit, he'd like us to believe that he is nothing to be concerned about. But while Satan doesn't wear a Darth-Vader type Mask, breath in heavy
spurts from behind a black grill, or speak in the deep, resonant tones
of James Earl Jones, his own blatantly bold activity in the world of the
occult has blown his cover. He's for real!
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