Then remind me why you don't want to go there. It's obviously a more forgiving place than Heaven. No one gets mad. Everyone's expecting you to sin, so you don't even need to pretend like you're perfect. And let's face it, with fires already burning no one would give a damn if you set another.
I get a kick out of people who believe in God. I was one of them, once. But, well, now I'm not. Simple as that. People clasp their hands, whisper their innermost thoughts to the clouds, and to the invisible, wish-granting genie living on them? And Jesus can resurrect himself? Uh, no. That can't happen, no matter how long you've believed in magic. Santa doesn't exist. The Tooth Fairy doesn't exist. You've come to terms with that a looong time ago. How is God any more real? With all the sh*t happening on the planet, all the time, you can't tell me there's a caring, almighty man watching over everyone. Well, of course you can tell me that. But I'll disagree. My faith is simply placed elsewhere now.
Everything good that's happened to me and my family, happened because of what we did. We didn't sit on our asses waiting for a miracle. We helped ourselves. The road's slippery with snow and ice, you drive carefully homeward. You go into labor in the middle of the night, you call 911. There's no God to do sh*t for you.
You just need to do some things on your own.
I get a kick out of people who believe in God. I was one of them, once. But, well, now I'm not. Simple as that. People clasp their hands, whisper their innermost thoughts to the clouds, and to the invisible, wish-granting genie living on them? And Jesus can resurrect himself? Uh, no. That can't happen, no matter how long you've believed in magic. Santa doesn't exist. The Tooth Fairy doesn't exist. You've come to terms with that a looong time ago. How is God any more real? With all the sh*t happening on the planet, all the time, you can't tell me there's a caring, almighty man watching over everyone. Well, of course you can tell me that. But I'll disagree. My faith is simply placed elsewhere now.
Everything good that's happened to me and my family, happened because of what we did. We didn't sit on our asses waiting for a miracle. We helped ourselves. The road's slippery with snow and ice, you drive carefully homeward. You go into labor in the middle of the night, you call 911. There's no God to do sh*t for you.
You just need to do some things on your own.
Technically, the expression is "Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn," meaning that hell is no match for a woman's anger/dislike/hatred, not that hell is a fury-free place...
ReplyDeleteBut man, you make it sound almost tempting...a place where everyone knows how bad they are and can't sink any lower and everyone's the same?
So we're more unpleasant than eternal damnation? I dare any guy to say that to any woman...
ReplyDeleteYes, I do make it sound tempting, don't I? I should advertise. lol