Gods don’t look at colors, status, races and religions, only human does. Gods to me, is someone born with a pure heart whether it’s a human or not, one who willing to give without asking for returns. I will give and share if I have a pure heart, despite the fact that whether god existed or not. Too bad, I’m stained, corrupted by the beasts wearing the human skins!
If there is god nothing will become extinct. Humans are gods, money is god, no money people will not do the jobs. Only the good soul with a pure heart will support and stay with you. Only Mother Nature or disasters can kill you all! True to me, when the oil spill who do the job? Humans! Can’t just wait for the gods you people prayed everyday to clean the mess for you? Keep dreaming; somehow have to wake up from your dream, imagination, or fantasy to face the reality! Or perhaps the gods you people prayed just like to watch lives to be taken away!
It’s just lucks not gods for those who survived. Why not try the second time? See how you could survive again at greatest height! Without any things to break your fall and without any support! Or just perhaps yours instinct to keep you alive! A bird can only fly will fly; a bird can only swim will swim. Can’t force a bird that can only fly to swim, it will drown!
Histories had told us all, more than millions of lives had been sacrificed. Humans created their own gods (the opportunities to create wealth), their own cultures, created their own beliefs, faiths and created their lies, sacrificed others lives and their happiness, making use of them as a good tool to achieve their goals. In this era, till the same. Gods are created by humans. People are told by others there is gods, told from their elderly, their parents, their friends or even strangers. Not born to be know by itself, there is gods. You can adopt abandoned babies from somebody else to make them become your own belief so easily. It possible. Why not?
If there is god no one will suffer, suffered in silent and die in vain, and life should be filled with joy for everyone, not just for the well-off, the rich but also the poor. Life will be fair and equally treated for everyone. In this era, everyone should have their own free computer network enable them to feedback their unhappiness and communicate with the whole world to make quality of life better. There will be no more suffer in silent or feeling born of life! Only the poor are left behind and die to be unknown and isolated in this world!
Gods, if you’re really there, I hope that everyone will suffer like me so they will understand the pain in me! I hope you could see what I see, you could hear what I hear, you could feel what I feel, and make changes what it seems so wrong! Punish the evil people who had made my life so miserable! Punish the people who don’t give me hopes and happiness, always letting disappointments surrounding me, just want to see me die, suffer and feel upset about life! I hate my neighbors, I wish them dead, so inconsiderate always poisoning me with their cigarettes everyday. Punish my neighbors don’t have any common sense at all, smoking at our common corridor! They don’t care about their family life at all! And others who lived within! Soon I will get cancer! Perhaps I would be much more grateful if I can die instantly and left this imperfect world but not torturing by them everyday! And I hate my neighbors making so much noise; I can’t take any shifts jobs if I need to sleep! Peace was just a remark to them. Perhaps know as “you rest in peace!”
I did tell my mom need not to pray anymore, god is not there for her and for us. She had physical pain due to old age, but till had to work, never have time to enjoy life. But it’s her own culture, religion practice, her own mindset that can’t be change as long as she lives! Her own believe that keep her alive! It will upset and piss her off when I tell her not to pray. There go again she will said “something wrong with my brain!”
Gods if you’re there, you did wrong to give me life, make me suffered for all this years! I don’t see you do anything good for me. I rather you take away my soul from this imperfect world that had corrupted my mind, back for my own good! I had lived enough! Or let my spirit out of this body so I can hunt down the people who had killed the dreams I dreamed, who had hurt me lot! I want them all suffered for what others and I had going through! As my hate in me existed in this world!
If there is god nothing will become extinct. Humans are gods, money is god, no money people will not do the jobs. Only the good soul with a pure heart will support and stay with you. Only Mother Nature or disasters can kill you all! True to me, when the oil spill who do the job? Humans! Can’t just wait for the gods you people prayed everyday to clean the mess for you? Keep dreaming; somehow have to wake up from your dream, imagination, or fantasy to face the reality! Or perhaps the gods you people prayed just like to watch lives to be taken away!
It’s just lucks not gods for those who survived. Why not try the second time? See how you could survive again at greatest height! Without any things to break your fall and without any support! Or just perhaps yours instinct to keep you alive! A bird can only fly will fly; a bird can only swim will swim. Can’t force a bird that can only fly to swim, it will drown!
Histories had told us all, more than millions of lives had been sacrificed. Humans created their own gods (the opportunities to create wealth), their own cultures, created their own beliefs, faiths and created their lies, sacrificed others lives and their happiness, making use of them as a good tool to achieve their goals. In this era, till the same. Gods are created by humans. People are told by others there is gods, told from their elderly, their parents, their friends or even strangers. Not born to be know by itself, there is gods. You can adopt abandoned babies from somebody else to make them become your own belief so easily. It possible. Why not?
If there is god no one will suffer, suffered in silent and die in vain, and life should be filled with joy for everyone, not just for the well-off, the rich but also the poor. Life will be fair and equally treated for everyone. In this era, everyone should have their own free computer network enable them to feedback their unhappiness and communicate with the whole world to make quality of life better. There will be no more suffer in silent or feeling born of life! Only the poor are left behind and die to be unknown and isolated in this world!
Gods, if you’re really there, I hope that everyone will suffer like me so they will understand the pain in me! I hope you could see what I see, you could hear what I hear, you could feel what I feel, and make changes what it seems so wrong! Punish the evil people who had made my life so miserable! Punish the people who don’t give me hopes and happiness, always letting disappointments surrounding me, just want to see me die, suffer and feel upset about life! I hate my neighbors, I wish them dead, so inconsiderate always poisoning me with their cigarettes everyday. Punish my neighbors don’t have any common sense at all, smoking at our common corridor! They don’t care about their family life at all! And others who lived within! Soon I will get cancer! Perhaps I would be much more grateful if I can die instantly and left this imperfect world but not torturing by them everyday! And I hate my neighbors making so much noise; I can’t take any shifts jobs if I need to sleep! Peace was just a remark to them. Perhaps know as “you rest in peace!”
I did tell my mom need not to pray anymore, god is not there for her and for us. She had physical pain due to old age, but till had to work, never have time to enjoy life. But it’s her own culture, religion practice, her own mindset that can’t be change as long as she lives! Her own believe that keep her alive! It will upset and piss her off when I tell her not to pray. There go again she will said “something wrong with my brain!”
Gods if you’re there, you did wrong to give me life, make me suffered for all this years! I don’t see you do anything good for me. I rather you take away my soul from this imperfect world that had corrupted my mind, back for my own good! I had lived enough! Or let my spirit out of this body so I can hunt down the people who had killed the dreams I dreamed, who had hurt me lot! I want them all suffered for what others and I had going through! As my hate in me existed in this world!
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