sweet jesus

         

God.
how fortunate that he is the next target of my angst.
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more times than i can count, i have contemplated on the subject of creation.
i do not believe in god;
not as he is made out to be-
like a poster boy for bloody commies and hypocrites.
and they preach and they preach about salvation, redemption.
but neglect to admit the fact that he is cold, merciless and unforgiving.
envious, refusing to let others come before him.
greedy, and swollen with conceit.
but thats just how modernization has made him out to be.
or her, or what the fuck ever.

i believe in a being.
something beautiful, and meaning well.
and creation from its palms.
but hes clearly not so powerful,
because the world has gone to shit.
and he is not the master of all.
because i lead my own life.
muthafuckah.

so ive come to this conclusion.
i dont give a fuck.
its an overwhelming subject.
and i havent the time to bother with such matters as this.
and life without religion is simpler.
you can live by your own morals, instead of someone elses.
therefore making you more of your own individual being.
more...in touch with your inner self. like zen.
hah.
im clearly a fuckin genius.