Midnight Nonsense
"I am Dc's neglected brain"
Sitting here at ten to midnight when I'm usually and routinely writing some pointless inconsequential rant, just thinking about what to talk on or blab on about. My mind seems to be heavy and clouded with unreadable thoughts and paranoia-induced images. Everything I can make out is a crazy, picture that gets quashed as it becomes clear with a hammer of trust and faith. Maybe I should take my mind of things and throw on my trench coat paint my face white, pick up my nephew and niece in a rented herst (those funeral cars) get there 10-15 minutes early and ask the priest why Jesus doesn't love apparently he has an answer for everything. I wonder if I have the power of persuasion that I can convince him that Jesus does not infact love everyone and is actually very pissed off that his old man made him die for our crappy sins.
I don't believe that god exists, but if he does he sounds to be the biggest voyeur in existence. Watching us 24/7 for all eternity, jerking off at the pain pleasure and general tumultuous times around us, flowing fourth a ocean of semen creating all that is bad with the world. This so called "father" never mingling or helping in our most trying times, but mealy watching with a box of popcorn. "why doesn't god help us" ~Person "Free will" priest. Pfft free will my ass. If he loves us all he would at least do something, maybe were all his bastard children therefore he doesn't give a shit and just watches us like an eternal reality TV show? Meh I'm just vomiting everything that comes to mind, really should stop that. I'll be classed as insane. Then again probably already am
Sincerely
Dc's neglected brain"
Sitting here at ten to midnight when I'm usually and routinely writing some pointless inconsequential rant, just thinking about what to talk on or blab on about. My mind seems to be heavy and clouded with unreadable thoughts and paranoia-induced images. Everything I can make out is a crazy, picture that gets quashed as it becomes clear with a hammer of trust and faith. Maybe I should take my mind of things and throw on my trench coat paint my face white, pick up my nephew and niece in a rented herst (those funeral cars) get there 10-15 minutes early and ask the priest why Jesus doesn't love apparently he has an answer for everything. I wonder if I have the power of persuasion that I can convince him that Jesus does not infact love everyone and is actually very pissed off that his old man made him die for our crappy sins.
I don't believe that god exists, but if he does he sounds to be the biggest voyeur in existence. Watching us 24/7 for all eternity, jerking off at the pain pleasure and general tumultuous times around us, flowing fourth a ocean of semen creating all that is bad with the world. This so called "father" never mingling or helping in our most trying times, but mealy watching with a box of popcorn. "why doesn't god help us" ~Person "Free will" priest. Pfft free will my ass. If he loves us all he would at least do something, maybe were all his bastard children therefore he doesn't give a shit and just watches us like an eternal reality TV show? Meh I'm just vomiting everything that comes to mind, really should stop that. I'll be classed as insane. Then again probably already am
Sincerely
Dc's neglected brain"