I have been recieving complaints. It seems that my hatred of all Christendom is offensive to a few of you. I have been accused of being unhappy because I don't "know where I'm going when I die." They tell me that whether or not god exists is irrelevant, that simply believing makes you a happier, more moral person. That, unfortunately, is complete bullshit. Maybe I have a different concept of happiness or something. I just can't content myself with what I know intellectually is a lie. there is no Jehovah, he did not incarnate, or die on a cross, and a person who was never here the first time cannot come a second. Last night, over a plate of yummy yummy Chinese food and in the middle of a discussion of people who deserve to die, I was told that people don't have the right to judge.Christians can sign over that priviledge if they want, but I reserve the right to be judgmental and prudish. I was asked who died and made me God. My response to that: God did. Behold the superman, the font of all morality. So you Christians who think you are happier than I am, know that the foundation for your worldview is a damnable lie. There. Is. No. God. Period. And if you have the audacity to tell me I'm just not happy, I have news for you- I'm very happy that I'm so much smarter than you, stupid Christians. I am superior and that greatly pleases me. |
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