Ace theism. Hate-ism. His team. The
very same. God is love, but God is also a man of war, and the art
of war is deception. So, the reality is God is all about hate and
vengeance, visited upon sinners. The prince of peace came to bring the sword. The bloodthirsty need to find peace, satisfaction, release. Religion becomes a justification for criminality. A drug crime: It's the opiate of the masses. There's crime, but there's also
sin, breaking God's law. You can obey all laws, but you can't escape
sin. Original sin, I would surmise, is breaking the buddhist
injunction to escape samsara, that is, rebirth. Childbirth is
suffering, and every baby is destined to suffer and die, in turn.
Lord is a word for life or death, light or darkness. “Vengeance is
mine, sayeth the lord.” The lord God is a dark lord. An act of
God is a natural disaster. Nature is Creation, but also Destruction.
Corpses feed worms and flies, push up daisies, if not feed
cannibals. The immortality of Christ, the continuance of
Christianity, the life of the Church, is dependent on the sacrament
of the Eucharist, the vampirism and cannibalism ordained by God,
because we are what we eat (eu a christ), requiring the sacrifice
that creates cum-union. The line between virtue and sin is blurred,
for God. That's why it's called a mystery. God is incapable of
doing evil. God is the Game of Death, and Go, Devil, and Guns or
Drugs. There is no evil. Everyone deserves to die. God is
everywhere, knows all, so He is the devil, too. God created the
devil. Devil is 4-evil (antichrist=4). God is good, you say. But
it's all good. Evil is good, too, you might say. It's an
opportunity to make good. It'd be a boring world without problems for him to fix. God is love, and love is good, even if
it's loving the devil. Go out to love and serve the lord, the
priests say. Choose the light or darks side of the force. Making love is making pleasure, making a baby, making
God. Sex creates resentment, jealousy, anger, and even violence, by
those without. Nothing puts lovers in the mood more than violence,
threat, insecurity, and the consequent need to cling to one another
and protect each other, us against the world. Good doesn't exist
without Evil, just as shadow depends on light. Heaven only exists in
contrast to hell. Pleasure is made in contrast to pain. They're
two sides of the same coin. Jesus was all about right vs. left, good
vs. evil, virtue vs. sin, love vs. hate, the full human experience,
dying for All, of all persuasions. God is love, love believes all
things, and all things include atheism, satanism, agnosticism, even
antichrist. The angel of death, father time, the lord – all Death.
God is love, which depends on death. There would be no love without
death. We are all reproduction machines, programmed by our DNA to
have sex before we die. Created by and for love. Death instigates
love. We all want love, are dying for love. God is the creator, and
destruction creates. Passion refers to both sex and the crucifixion.
Guns and roses, love and rockets, yin and yang, black and white,
male and female, sharpen the appetite, which produces life. We
subsist on life. Dead plants make living animals. Vegetarian or
carnivore, you're both killers. Sacrifices must be made to sustain
life. Thou shalt not kill? Impossible. Everyone is a sinner, there
is not One who does not sin, the wages of sin is death. Everyone
dies. Even God. God is dead. God is undead. God is alive. God is
all, ah. Aha! Without God, all things are permitted. Do what thou
wilt. Don't get caught. The police are fishers of men. God is
always and everywhere, in life and death, light and darkness, love
and despair, theism and atheism.
He's tricky. So many names,
definitions, spells, memes, concepts. Reality is all the God there
ever is (if you're a pantheist). An object of worship (a thing? Like
an idol?). Perfect and All-Loving (pal) (and yet the creator of
hell?). Creator and Ruler (car) (yet permitting SMALBED- satan,
mephistopheles, antichrist, lucifer, beelzebub, evil, devil).
Permitting and allowing all to ow. Thought to control some part of
Nature or Reality, having supernatural powers and attributes,
believed in and worshipped by a people (but really just an ordinary
man, as Godly as anyone else; superhuman: a super human!). The Supreme Being and poof (principal
object of faith). Supreme, like a pizza. Omniscient (knowing all,
in the biblical sense: we're all fuct). God doesn't exist, because
no commonly agreed meaning of God exists! Only God is good? Must everything be evil for an atheist? Maybe God doesn't believe in Himself, is an atheist, has his lifetime moment of doubt. What do You say, dear reader/god?
Please note that I, God, am not advocating, nor will I ever advocate, even if life is hell, drinking the grape koolaid, okay? I don't like saying "allright", even if sometimes I reach the conclusion it's all good and I shouldn't be a hater. Suicide is not the answer. War and killing and torture is not the answer. Capital Punishment is not the answer. Abortion is not the answer. Drugs are not the answer. Everyone says love is the answer. What was the question?: What's "the way?" Oh, the absence of suffering, and the presence of happiness. I'm not sure love is really the answer, though, actually. It seems to imply loving the devil, loving hell, loving everyone - a tall order. For me, I think friends and humor and nature and music and books and service and money and equanimity and good food and exercise endorphins are a kind of composite answer. But I hope to throw love into the mix, someday. Do what you gotta do. Making mistakes is part of life, the learning curve, the "way." (That's the sense in which it's all right). What floats your boat? A sea of blood? Or peace, love, and harmony. Maybe a good aikido battle/draw!
g.o.d.
get out, devil/demon/david
pain=pa in. get out, dad
Please note that I, God, am not advocating, nor will I ever advocate, even if life is hell, drinking the grape koolaid, okay? I don't like saying "allright", even if sometimes I reach the conclusion it's all good and I shouldn't be a hater. Suicide is not the answer. War and killing and torture is not the answer. Capital Punishment is not the answer. Abortion is not the answer. Drugs are not the answer. Everyone says love is the answer. What was the question?: What's "the way?" Oh, the absence of suffering, and the presence of happiness. I'm not sure love is really the answer, though, actually. It seems to imply loving the devil, loving hell, loving everyone - a tall order. For me, I think friends and humor and nature and music and books and service and money and equanimity and good food and exercise endorphins are a kind of composite answer. But I hope to throw love into the mix, someday. Do what you gotta do. Making mistakes is part of life, the learning curve, the "way." (That's the sense in which it's all right). What floats your boat? A sea of blood? Or peace, love, and harmony. Maybe a good aikido battle/draw!
g.o.d.
get out, devil/demon/david
pain=pa in. get out, dad
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