17th Angel
לבעוט את התחת ולקחת שמות
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What if the religion you follow is wrong? What if your holy book is wrong and X holy book is right? What if none of these holy books/religions/ways are right? What if..... We have no reason, no purpose.... But, to die. I sit here right now, and I am dying... You who are reading this... You also are dying... The sand in your timer slips by, grain by grain and there are only so many grains of sand within it. We cannot pause it, we cannot control it whatsoever. I am getting this feeling like life... Life is like a condition.... You know?... And religion is the sedative.... Given in dose's to ease the pain and make you forget.... To put that false smile on your face as you sit alone in a chair slowly rocking back and forth, back and forth.... Everything is now ok and you feel bliss...... But, your missing the truth and reality.... Like freaking blinkers....
I pondered one night pleading for god to proove that all my what if's are nothing to dwell on, then it made me think..... There is no answer, what if god isn't there... what if it is allah, or some space alien thingy bob.... Or something else that no one has figured.... Or nothing is there? Then looking at the statistics... Of likleyness to be born... That is unreal.... How freaking lucky am I? How lucky are you? We freaking made it... There has to be more than just death... Why isn't anything/one coming and resting my mind putting me at ease? Then I go through the stage of...... Well How unlucky am I? Why did I have to be born? A human... With, adequate... Intelligence.... I have enough to torture myself... I have no freaking idea where I am going with this.......
What if?
I pondered one night pleading for god to proove that all my what if's are nothing to dwell on, then it made me think..... There is no answer, what if god isn't there... what if it is allah, or some space alien thingy bob.... Or something else that no one has figured.... Or nothing is there? Then looking at the statistics... Of likleyness to be born... That is unreal.... How freaking lucky am I? How lucky are you? We freaking made it... There has to be more than just death... Why isn't anything/one coming and resting my mind putting me at ease? Then I go through the stage of...... Well How unlucky am I? Why did I have to be born? A human... With, adequate... Intelligence.... I have enough to torture myself... I have no freaking idea where I am going with this.......
What if?