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I miss believing in those all-good and omnipotent gods and goddesses. Perhaps because now that I am being attacked by my tendency to feel numb and be depressed for no apparent reason, I just miss damning them to the hell they made.
I miss the good feeling after cursing them because I used to think that I wasn’t to blame when some of my plans failed. I just felt that somewhere the gods were conspiring to fuck me up.
This is why probably a lot of people still believe in god. They can freely praise him when they get a grade of 1 in Math 1, or give him the middle finger when they fail to see things clearly even if all of these things are because of their sense and slash or stupidity.
I miss the good feeling after cursing them because I used to think that I wasn’t to blame when some of my plans failed. I just felt that somewhere the gods were conspiring to fuck me up.
This is why probably a lot of people still believe in god. They can freely praise him when they get a grade of 1 in Math 1, or give him the middle finger when they fail to see things clearly even if all of these things are because of their sense and slash or stupidity.