Here Comes the Dog-ma Catcher

I am Love.

Your dogma has developed a habit of biting and clawing other creatures, especially those who refuse to bow to it.

I am taking it to the dogma pound, where it will be euthanized (lovingly and gently, of course).

Don't worry. The more you get to know Yourself as Me, and Me as Yourself, the less you will miss your dogma.