I think God is dead.
freeze frame. stop. wait. don't hate.
Give me a moment to explain my logic-
I see a world out there so beautiful and wild
and the human race spreads daily-
you've got the miracles of birth and death
and life itself-
I can't ignore the miraculous nature of thought-
but I wonder why people think God is still alive
See- I think there was some divine artist
if you want to call him or her or it God, then by all means- do-
it will sit better in your head, not mine-
so there was this divine artist-
or group of divine artists-
perhaps a thousand who worked over a long period of time
to create the world
not this- 7 days bullshit.
Come on, the earth could have not been created in 7 days
(well, 6 if you count the day of rest)
but something-- something started somewhere-
even though it might have started from something already existing-
I think time is endless-
the human mind gravitates to believing in a start
because then we can place ourselves at ease
I'd say yip-a-do-da-day if this ease we placed ourselves at
didn't cause world wars, prejudices and people with so much hate in their hearts
but due to our need for some sort of answer (vague or concrete),
we get all these different religions where people believe they are right
and everyone else is loved by their God, perhaps, but still wrong
and you get old fiction books saying one thing but meaning another
getting missinterpereted over time-
and then there is Christianity-
oh, don't get me stareted-
the lovely religion that America has been founded on-
based on-- a young woman named Mary who slept around and didn't want to bring shame to herself and her family
so she just informed everyone that her child was from God and that she was a virgin
now, come on, if this happened today-
that child would have been placed in a mental institution
or if her parents were in the mood, she'd be on Jerry Springer- or Ricki Lake
and she'd have some DNA testing done to prove that she actually wasn't a virgin-
it just blows my mind how something so ridiculous
could just be accepted by so many people
so blindly...
but then I do understand
they're scared.
I'm scared.
because there are things we don't know
what comes after- the end?
I've got a long life a head of me
and while I don't thank god
I do appreciate what I have
I try to inhale the beauty every moment I can
but I'm still dying-
no, I'm not sick now-
well, other than having polycysitic ovary syndrome
just a little too much testosterone in my system-
causing me to have hair like a man
coming off my face
no period so- gee- I can't have a child
unless someone sticks me with a needle
and feeds my system with some weird man made drug
to get my body to work properly
like a woman's should-
a simple syndrome making me at high risk for a plethora of wonderful little diseases and things when I'm older-
heart attacks, diabeties, strokes, you name it-
I'm an accident of nature
but aren't we all?
And-
I don't know- I mean there are people sick and dying
but there are people sick and dying who are living more than anyone else I know-
and, again, we're all dying-
to give birth is to murder,
I still believe it-
though I no longer think it's entirely a bad thing
because that's what life is about
life is about death
and rebirth
it's about molding the future
so others can enjoy the beauty
and stand at the edge of the earth
look down into a canyon of red rock
or up at the night sky filled with shimmering opal stars
and too ponder their own existence-
All these religions seem to preach about some messiah coming-
about the oncoming of world peace- christ will come back,
allijah will come.
You will be reincarnated until you're at zen with the universe
where you will no longer care about yourself
and there you will find peace.
All these religions tell us to live for the future
give us false hope in something that might not exist
but I wonder,
if the majority didn't have such hope
would the world turn to complete chaos?
Are people capable of slaughtering each other
if they do not have faith in God or fear in the idea of eternal hell?
Not that it makes me better than the next person,
but I live every day thinking "God" just might be dead
and I still try to be a good person.
Why?
Because I do not want to destroy another artists' hard work.
This world has obviously had a lot of time put into it
and out of the original sculpture new things have grown
the gods designed the seed and with their hands molded it to life
but new species and breeds have blossomed into existance.
The earth has changed since it's creation
and the gods have died or left to move on to their next project
who knows.
maybe they will come back.
maybe the universe is also endless
infinite in it's expansion
and the gods hurry about from one planet to another-
one milky way to the next-
leaving behind a scared child
a planet filled with color and life
and the question why?
And then we kill each other.
We hate.
We seperate ourselves-
pretend we're better than the next person
call ourselves the chosen people
call ourselves God's people
the right people.
Fuck-
there is no such thing
as the right people.
We're all in this together
scared shitless and in it for the long haul
and there is no point killing each other
or telling others that they're wrong
in order to avoid acknowledging our fears-
why can't we just take what is
and run with it?
why can't we just love each other
and remember that if a God did exist...
if the Gods still do exist-
they most likely would not want us to hate each other-
if God created human thought
than he or she or it or they
would have realized that some people are going to doubt them
if it was that big of a deal
they probably wouldn't have made disbelief possible
oh, and some people will say, well that's just a test
to see who here on earth will believe-
who will make it on to the next level-
who will go to heaven where they can live in peace for eternity
I don't believe in heaven. I don't believe in hell.
I don't know what happens after.
Growing older now, I'm getting a bit less scared-
see, I used to be terrified of death,
I'm starting to accept it-
I figure if this is life
and life is what it is
and there is certainly a time before I was born
and that was before my mind began
than after it ends
can't be bad
it just is-
it will happen
where I go-
if I go-
if I stay-
will all work itself out in due time
for now, I want to get the world thinking-
get everyone to admit to their fear of not knowing
of thinking if they do not believe they are capable of mass distruction
because it's obvious that the belief system in this world
is what is going to lead us to nuclear war-
someone has to do something.
a lot of someones have to do something.
or else-
it's all over for this beautiful world
that got here somehow,
that I've had the pleasure of living in for the time being-
I cannot comprehend why destruction seems inevitable among religious beings
but it is- and we're heading there- I look up at the sky every day and wonder-
is today the end?
Surely, this is due to paranoia-
but not entirely.
Plenty of the world hates America now.
One group sends a bomb our way
we send one back
soon the earth is just a series of empty craters and death
lovely thought, isn't it?
Kind of puts things into perspective.
So quit hating.
quit thinking you're right all the time.
If you want to believe in God, go ahead.
If you want to believe in heaven and hell-
if that's what is going to keep you from hurting the nature around you-
then go ahead.
I can't say I know for sure you're wrong.
But it's time to stop and think.
To take a step back from what we've been told
religiously, philosophically, pscyhologically-
and to examine it for the benenfit of the years to come
long after we are gone
and the children of the next generation cease existence
and their children grow up big and strong-
must we destroy such beauty?
freeze frame. stop. wait. don't hate.
Give me a moment to explain my logic-
I see a world out there so beautiful and wild
and the human race spreads daily-
you've got the miracles of birth and death
and life itself-
I can't ignore the miraculous nature of thought-
but I wonder why people think God is still alive
See- I think there was some divine artist
if you want to call him or her or it God, then by all means- do-
it will sit better in your head, not mine-
so there was this divine artist-
or group of divine artists-
perhaps a thousand who worked over a long period of time
to create the world
not this- 7 days bullshit.
Come on, the earth could have not been created in 7 days
(well, 6 if you count the day of rest)
but something-- something started somewhere-
even though it might have started from something already existing-
I think time is endless-
the human mind gravitates to believing in a start
because then we can place ourselves at ease
I'd say yip-a-do-da-day if this ease we placed ourselves at
didn't cause world wars, prejudices and people with so much hate in their hearts
but due to our need for some sort of answer (vague or concrete),
we get all these different religions where people believe they are right
and everyone else is loved by their God, perhaps, but still wrong
and you get old fiction books saying one thing but meaning another
getting missinterpereted over time-
and then there is Christianity-
oh, don't get me stareted-
the lovely religion that America has been founded on-
based on-- a young woman named Mary who slept around and didn't want to bring shame to herself and her family
so she just informed everyone that her child was from God and that she was a virgin
now, come on, if this happened today-
that child would have been placed in a mental institution
or if her parents were in the mood, she'd be on Jerry Springer- or Ricki Lake
and she'd have some DNA testing done to prove that she actually wasn't a virgin-
it just blows my mind how something so ridiculous
could just be accepted by so many people
so blindly...
but then I do understand
they're scared.
I'm scared.
because there are things we don't know
what comes after- the end?
I've got a long life a head of me
and while I don't thank god
I do appreciate what I have
I try to inhale the beauty every moment I can
but I'm still dying-
no, I'm not sick now-
well, other than having polycysitic ovary syndrome
just a little too much testosterone in my system-
causing me to have hair like a man
coming off my face
no period so- gee- I can't have a child
unless someone sticks me with a needle
and feeds my system with some weird man made drug
to get my body to work properly
like a woman's should-
a simple syndrome making me at high risk for a plethora of wonderful little diseases and things when I'm older-
heart attacks, diabeties, strokes, you name it-
I'm an accident of nature
but aren't we all?
And-
I don't know- I mean there are people sick and dying
but there are people sick and dying who are living more than anyone else I know-
and, again, we're all dying-
to give birth is to murder,
I still believe it-
though I no longer think it's entirely a bad thing
because that's what life is about
life is about death
and rebirth
it's about molding the future
so others can enjoy the beauty
and stand at the edge of the earth
look down into a canyon of red rock
or up at the night sky filled with shimmering opal stars
and too ponder their own existence-
All these religions seem to preach about some messiah coming-
about the oncoming of world peace- christ will come back,
allijah will come.
You will be reincarnated until you're at zen with the universe
where you will no longer care about yourself
and there you will find peace.
All these religions tell us to live for the future
give us false hope in something that might not exist
but I wonder,
if the majority didn't have such hope
would the world turn to complete chaos?
Are people capable of slaughtering each other
if they do not have faith in God or fear in the idea of eternal hell?
Not that it makes me better than the next person,
but I live every day thinking "God" just might be dead
and I still try to be a good person.
Why?
Because I do not want to destroy another artists' hard work.
This world has obviously had a lot of time put into it
and out of the original sculpture new things have grown
the gods designed the seed and with their hands molded it to life
but new species and breeds have blossomed into existance.
The earth has changed since it's creation
and the gods have died or left to move on to their next project
who knows.
maybe they will come back.
maybe the universe is also endless
infinite in it's expansion
and the gods hurry about from one planet to another-
one milky way to the next-
leaving behind a scared child
a planet filled with color and life
and the question why?
And then we kill each other.
We hate.
We seperate ourselves-
pretend we're better than the next person
call ourselves the chosen people
call ourselves God's people
the right people.
Fuck-
there is no such thing
as the right people.
We're all in this together
scared shitless and in it for the long haul
and there is no point killing each other
or telling others that they're wrong
in order to avoid acknowledging our fears-
why can't we just take what is
and run with it?
why can't we just love each other
and remember that if a God did exist...
if the Gods still do exist-
they most likely would not want us to hate each other-
if God created human thought
than he or she or it or they
would have realized that some people are going to doubt them
if it was that big of a deal
they probably wouldn't have made disbelief possible
oh, and some people will say, well that's just a test
to see who here on earth will believe-
who will make it on to the next level-
who will go to heaven where they can live in peace for eternity
I don't believe in heaven. I don't believe in hell.
I don't know what happens after.
Growing older now, I'm getting a bit less scared-
see, I used to be terrified of death,
I'm starting to accept it-
I figure if this is life
and life is what it is
and there is certainly a time before I was born
and that was before my mind began
than after it ends
can't be bad
it just is-
it will happen
where I go-
if I go-
if I stay-
will all work itself out in due time
for now, I want to get the world thinking-
get everyone to admit to their fear of not knowing
of thinking if they do not believe they are capable of mass distruction
because it's obvious that the belief system in this world
is what is going to lead us to nuclear war-
someone has to do something.
a lot of someones have to do something.
or else-
it's all over for this beautiful world
that got here somehow,
that I've had the pleasure of living in for the time being-
I cannot comprehend why destruction seems inevitable among religious beings
but it is- and we're heading there- I look up at the sky every day and wonder-
is today the end?
Surely, this is due to paranoia-
but not entirely.
Plenty of the world hates America now.
One group sends a bomb our way
we send one back
soon the earth is just a series of empty craters and death
lovely thought, isn't it?
Kind of puts things into perspective.
So quit hating.
quit thinking you're right all the time.
If you want to believe in God, go ahead.
If you want to believe in heaven and hell-
if that's what is going to keep you from hurting the nature around you-
then go ahead.
I can't say I know for sure you're wrong.
But it's time to stop and think.
To take a step back from what we've been told
religiously, philosophically, pscyhologically-
and to examine it for the benenfit of the years to come
long after we are gone
and the children of the next generation cease existence
and their children grow up big and strong-
must we destroy such beauty?
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I love the theatre..im just not sure if it sould be my career
Thanks again cutie! yeah SG is most certainly becoming one of my weaknesses..if checking it 4 times a day qualifies