"In the Valley of Ben-hinnom they have built the high place of Topheth to immolate in fire their sons and their daughters, such a thing I never commanded or had in mind. Therefore the days will come when Topheth and the Valley of Ben-hinnom will no longer be called such, but rather the Valley of Slaughter. For lack of space, Topheth will be a burial place. The corpses of this people will be food for the birds of the sky and for the beasts of the field, which no one will drive away. I will silence the cry of joy, the cry of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom and the voice of the bride; for the land will be turned to rubble."
Some deep scary passage to look up. But when I saw this on my ride a few weeks ago this was what I thought. Childrens bicycles burned. Some look kinda new. Stolen perhaps. Piled up and torched. And others placed for the next fire. Sacrifice for Moloch. I supposed they danced around the fire after it was lit. Or stood there drinking beer and shooting meth. The ugly reality of our consumer worshipping culture.
Sure, these are cheap bicycles. But they probably put a smile on a kids' faces when they were given to them. Stolen or discarded. there are better ways to rid oneself of unneeded bicycles.
Ritual child sacrifice
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