that's right, I'm back writing after a long stint , of not having any ideas, and now I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel so much that i have ended up doing a blog on the most vague subject ever. GOD. lets start at the beginning then. oh wait we cant because god was allegedly here before us; getting everything ready ,like some form of party host. who has to make sure the tiny sausage rolls don't burn, whilst he lays out a plate of miniature cheesecakes and profiteroles, borrower sized deserts (that will be next weeks subject). And then as the millions of guests arrive at god's for an eternity of evolution, cocaine and promiscuous sex; The house that god built slowly gets battered and beaten to the extent were god don't give a fuck no more, and forges a plan to petrol douse the place and claim back the insurance money, heading for a bright future in the mars holiday resort. If that isn't a Ne perfect visual analogy for our existence i don't know what is. So year I'm not going to lie to you and pretend i believe in god, or even that i agree with religion. coz i don't. i fucking hate it in fact. (sorry Christians , but get a back bone and believe in something that might make you a better person, instead of non-sensical, brain washing bullshit). OK I'm aware at this point , that the last sentence may have split the audience a little , i don't mean to be so negative but i have had bad experiences.
I'm catholic right, when i was a little pumpkin, i was forced to attend Sunday school , which wasn't all bad coz they gave us free juice and tiny biscuits; with a man being crucified on them (i prefer those ones with a little cow on them). i distinctly remember one session were the priest let us all drink the Communion wine, promoting underage drinking there. it was probably just so we all got so pissed, he could touch us like a good catholic priest should. But theres only so much illegal drinking and molestation a boy can take, and i quit church . and it was from that day on that i became an individual and that i was able to intelligently formulate my own opinions about massive ,incomprehensible subjects. the weirdest thing i ever encountered, was in middle school i remember finding in my friends draw, why don't we have draws in life anymore for four years my entire life was sustained in that little plastic red thing, yer i found a poster my friend had made that read and this is verbatim
"i love god"
up top it seems like a cute little ,crudely coloured poster, but think about it. a kid of thirteen has put an emotion like love into something that only exists on paper and in Meier imagination. ludicrous yes. and think when those younger children get to that age ,when suddenly it makes sense, then what happens, they spiral into drugs. and god bless them. that's were i hope to end up!.
however i do sort of wish i believed in god, not the god bit he can fuck off. but the believing bit is attractive, id be happy with a god who didn't hurt people, Looked a bit like Iggy pop, and occasionally gave me money . and maybe complimented my shoes or summit. then wandered back to his house made of sweets and chocolate. essentially my god is a sort of willy wonka, gok wan, Iggy pop hybrid. quickly scientist to the laboratory.
fin
Thursday, 15 January 2009
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