#3 On God

Like the thought of it terrifies me. When you die, it's over. You're dead. And you're trapped underground in a small coffin, turning into fertilizer. Don't worry, it wont hurt. In fact, it's not gonna feel a thing. You won't be able to move or think or remember any memories. It's not like sleeping either. When you're asleep, at least you can dream and you are conscious. When you're asleep you can feel your hard dick between your legs. You can sub consciously think about what you're gonna get for breakfast or who you're gonna jerk off too. But with death, it is permanent. Total darkness and pure Oblivion.

However, it's not as scary as it is for believers of religions who believe there is an after-life Niggas be like, "I'm a good human being. I once gave a homeless woman a dollar and I went to church. I am God's child. Heaven is my home." and its like, How are you sure that you're one single good deed can out weigh all that you did wrong like when you made that homeless woman give you a blowjob for a dollar. I'm pretty sure that she didn't enjoy that. And if you're offended then shut the fuck up, you dumb fucking cunt, because people are going to know that you're a retard if you keep screaming at this blog. Go kill your-

Hah, sorry. Anyways, moving on. What if God doesn't even exist? What if the scriptures are made up? Because I can easily imagine a world of the past where a guy is running in robes, chasing his herd of sheep and there is no police or authorities so maintain peace through any laws so a guy comes up, who is not very nice, and kills the robe-guy, then steals his sheep. Now, there is total chaos and killings so some old wise dudes team up and realize they could write tales and pretend to have witnessed it. Hoping for people to believe in them and fear a God in order to bring peace.

Now, I wanna believe in God because I wanna believe that there is life after death. I wanna believe that I will wake up again and live. And so I live by a religion's restrictions- Even the ones that don't make sense- and believe in life and sacrifice my hobbies and stuff only to never wake up for a heaven or hell. Turns out God doesn't exist so I basically wasted my one and only life.

So if God doesn't exist then I'm fucked and even if he does exists then I'm also fucked because I'm going to hell for not believing in God. Goddamn.

But then again, fishes don't know birds exist. They know that it is dangerous out of the water and thats it. They wont know what birds are until one catches a sight of a bird but if it does then its dead for obvious reasons. So maybe a great power exists in another dimension. Maybe its God. And Miracles exists. Even though I have never seen any sign, it doesn't prove anything.

I probably should sleep now.