I would like to start off my brand-spankin' new blog with the set of beliefs by which I have chosen to live my life. You may consider this an introduction of sorts, if you will, to how my mind ticks. A rather brief introduction, nothing more.When asked about my religion I answer that I consider myself to be an agnostic. This, I believe, is the truth. It may leave a great deal of my beliefs out, but it is the term that comes closest to properly describing the way I see this character most know as God. So how exactly do I view the possibility of God's existence? With indifference. After several years of driving my atrofied little mind to the extent of it's limited capabilities in deep thought, I have come to the conclusion that God's existence doesn't change a single variable in anyone's life. If He/She exists, one's life remains essentially the same. If not, the same applies. Furthermore, if it were that God does exist, the question one should ask - the question that should really matter - is: Does God care? Does God care about each and every single living creature? Does God, at the very least, care about the human race as a whole? Does God care about that which we call "Universe" at all? Well, why should any of us care about God?
Religion. What a wretched thing it is. Do not misunderstand or make the mistake of thinking of Religion as being the same thing as Faith. Faith, on one hand, is quite an admirable thing. Many, many things can be accomplished through faith; "impossible" feats have been wrought through nothing but faith and conviction. Whereas Faith is an admirable "virtue", Religion is an abominable invention. In my eyes - and judging by the evidence we get from history and current events - Religion is nothing other than a means by which to control the masses. I've tried to believe, as a child; tried to embrace a doctrine out of the many I found. Needless to say, they all failed to suffice. The void remains unfilled. So I no longer seek refuge in a set of beliefs.Not only am I an instinctually irreligious person. I am a mysanthropist at heart. A closet anti-humanist. I hate humanity and I hate being human. I despise every single human being. It's nothing personal... or perhaps it is all too personal. Of all the creatures on this tiny speck of dust we call Earth, the Human animal is the cruelest of all. Oh, I'm quite sure you've heard that before. But have you given it proper thought? Think of every single person that is dear to you. Has any single one of them not been hurt or abused in some way? Animals, they act in self defense; it's self-preservation. Humanity hurts for sport. I despise you all. My mother, my father, my sister, my friends, every single woman I have loved. All of them I despise. I hate humanity. Thus, I hate myself. If I were to be given the power to obliterate humanity from the planet I wouldn't think twice. Every mother, every child. Humanity. Bold words? Perhaps, but I see no other path. Humanity will drive itself to extinction... and the entire world along with it.
Alas, I do not posses such power. Therefore, I must do what I can. If I could have every rapist, every thief, every abuser, every warmongering, selfserving, loveless piece of human scurge come to me... If I could call each and every single one out, I would spend my life bringing them pain and the realization that they are less than filth... death as a reprieve from suffering in hopes that I send them to whatever hell may await them.
I vow to poison every willing ear, every child, every mind, with my words; with my thoughts; with my hate. Though my love for all things living is great... No: BECAUSE my love for all things living is great.
Here ends today's quaint diatribe. I've run out of time, not fodder. Much to the world's dismay, I may very well post again.
Today's lyrics:"Silent Night Fever" by Dimension Zero
Written words that fell from grace
unmasked to show its solemn face
thrills is (are) born beneath our skies
fear is shown where evil lies
In my deep eternal darkness
I'm reaching for the edge
cant hold on much longer
I shed my final tears
SILENT - Is the air I breathe
NIGHT - Has now been feeding me
FEVER - Has been brought to you
SILENT NIGHT FEVER - MADNESS IS MY BELIEVER
Shadows reap these dirty walls
the demons laugh as his consciousness falls
they feast upon the grey and cold
unleashes the unleashable, now your story is told
In my deep eternal darkness
I'm reaching for the edge
cant hold on much longer
I shed my final tears
madness is my believer
MY BELIEVER
Monday, August 22, 2005
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