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“What if you’re wrong?”
“I’ll take my chances. It’s better than playing lotto and hoping you’ve picked the right gibberish. I think even god would agree”.
September 23, 2011
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September 23, 2011
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“What if you’re wrong?”
“I’ll take my chances. It’s better than playing lotto and hoping you’ve picked the right gibberish. I think even god would agree”.
September 23, 2011 at 7:42 pm
I would like to be a fly on that wall if it turns out it was the Norse Gods or the Olympians from the start. The looks on all those monotheist faces would be priceless.
“72 virgins? What 72 virgins?!? All you get is a cut of roast and a beer. What, you didn’t die at the sword of the enemy (and no, backstabbing doesn’t count)? Please meet my friend Fenrir. Good luck, motherfucker!”
But in truth, I think there’s not a lot that is more conforting than sweet nothingness. I mean, how boring can eternity be? :p
September 23, 2011 at 11:04 pm
September 24, 2011 at 12:03 am
Precisely. Give me the tainted woman, that’s been there and done everything, that nothing can surprise, and knows all kinds of Kegel exercise tricks.
All of the mass religion afterlives are just cheap, terrestrial wish fulfillment. But none are quite so juvenile as that of islam. It’s like it was designed in an adolescent boys’ locker room.
September 23, 2011 at 10:08 pm
Why did god have to make things so hard instead of not having to roll the dice and choose?
Why didn’t he give us a book that actually described nature and was in agreement with how we observe it? Why didn’t he give us a book we could read to our 3 year olds without bumping into verses like Ezekiel 23:20… and have to explain that that one to them?
Why is he infatuated with death, prostitutes, and scrotums?