Something I wrote a wee while back now.
If it offends, if it disgruntles, that wasn't the intent.
Through the medium of writing I got out of my system most of my frustration with what I see as immoral, wrong and simply falsehoods. I do not expect everyone to share my thoughts and be akin to my views. But whilst I would not go out of my way to restrict freedom of speech, or suggest such words aren't welcome; I expect the same in return.
If you find fault with my reasoning or logic, by all means; pipe up.
I'm always good for a nice, civil debate.
Oh, and there's bound to be misspellings and bad grammar, I am a retard after all.
Say you that we're not ape, that we didn't evolve and science is all a mistake? Say you that we are divine, bred for the almighty who's forever sublime? Say you that war is our making, that no god is above simply forsaking. Forsaking the calls of the poor, the diseased and dying, forsaking the children who'll keep continually crying. Crying for food, for water and the end of the godless slaughter.
Say you still that we're divine, that we show no beastly traits in our designs? Say you my friend, my foe, that god created us this much you know. But what does one know whence one refuses to ask, to look around you and follow the past? The past is a friend, a curse, it leads us to the truth, man is much worse. Worse than anything nature could bare, if gods were real, they'd look appalled and simply stare.
We've killed countless of our own kind, as if we were all butchers and our race was our meat to grind. Millions have died through war and disease, but you say still that we should fall to our knees? Fall to our knees for what, pray tell. So you can cast a sickening illusionary spell? You'd blind us all from the truth I'd bet, that's your goal, you've always had set. Man is to blame, is this to simply avert gods shame? The shame that falls on our designers hand, obviously there was a flaw in his master species plan.
Say you that we were made in his own way, and for that we should constantly pray? Say you that we should bow and be humble, even though our supposed creator does nothing but stumble? He stumbles around, acting the clown, forever letting the faithful down.
Did you see god appear in the sky, when Hitler decided all Jews should die? Did you see god appear, when Romans slaughtered Christian simply to laugh and stare? Pray tell my friend, why should I pray, I have nothing to be thankful for or lovingly say. Nothing to say to this failure of a creator, why the hell should I even try and cater? Cater to his wants and desires, only to be rewarded with hellish fire.
So my friend, you can continually say, that we're a gods people upto any day. But only if I'm allowed to say, that you're feckin' blind, thats all... Have a nice, godless day.