Not really. The basic premise is actually narrow: The heartbreak.
My faith kinda broke what I was "promised": "Treat other people like you treat yourself,". No, i got shit and shitted more. Still trying to be a better person but it keeps getting shittier in the end I dunno what's wrong with the use of "Magical Thinking", until i might realize that it "was never there".
I wonder if God will "revenge" this ill-feeling but no. I guess because "I'm gay,". But then it revolves around the demonic circle which never ends, to the point I wanted to ask Him directly, and become frustrated.
...and may be, like you know, i wasn't the nice guy i used to be anymore. Turning back to that delusional phase is like rejecting the truth(?) that this world is just plain screwed up. Being a good guy doesn't pay because "Magical thinking" doesn't happen. It doesn't pay. it's just a random luck.
And it goes anywhere. if I keep digging Holy Book to realize that I'm one of His plothole plan, so I guess it's better if people know that God is not as an Ultimate Perfect Being, or if He is, He's a total ass Hole to let it happens.
Rather than going into heaven or hell, i prefer not being anything and don't feel anything.
Heartbreak being a "narrow" issue isn't always true. Some people have that ghost over them all their life and lead them to make choices they wouldn't make if they were free. People have died of a broken heart as much as lived through them. A crack in the pillar can make a wall pretty, or bring down a mosque.
Goldie mentioned tearing down the whole building after seeing the gap in it revealing it's made of tissue paper, of course. The other part, which people sometimes forget, is building it back up with something that serves you better. (Concrete, and maybe pictures of tanned, sweaty construction workers in batik shorts.)
Rejecting what 80% of people around you believe to be right doesn't immediately mean you stop being a nice, even hopeful person.
Emptiness isn't where you should be; it is not an end, but a temporary rest spot. Sooner or later, you will have to pick yourself up from the ruins, dust yourself off, and start walking. You should be somewhere, or going there.
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My faith kinda broke what I was "promised": "Treat other people like you treat yourself,". No, i got shit and shitted more. Still trying to be a better person but it keeps getting shittier in the end I dunno what's wrong with the use of "Magical Thinking", until i might realize that it "was never there".
I wonder if God will "revenge" this ill-feeling but no. I guess because "I'm gay,". But then it revolves around the demonic circle which never ends, to the point I wanted to ask Him directly, and become frustrated.
...and may be, like you know, i wasn't the nice guy i used to be anymore. Turning back to that delusional phase is like rejecting the truth(?) that this world is just plain screwed up. Being a good guy doesn't pay because "Magical thinking" doesn't happen. It doesn't pay. it's just a random luck.
And it goes anywhere. if I keep digging Holy Book to realize that I'm one of His plothole plan, so I guess it's better if people know that God is not as an Ultimate Perfect Being, or if He is, He's a total ass Hole to let it happens.
Rather than going into heaven or hell, i prefer not being anything and don't feel anything.
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Goldie mentioned tearing down the whole building after seeing the gap in it revealing it's made of tissue paper, of course. The other part, which people sometimes forget, is building it back up with something that serves you better. (Concrete, and maybe pictures of tanned, sweaty construction workers in batik shorts.)
Rejecting what 80% of people around you believe to be right doesn't immediately mean you stop being a nice, even hopeful person.
Emptiness isn't where you should be; it is not an end, but a temporary rest spot. Sooner or later, you will have to pick yourself up from the ruins, dust yourself off, and start walking. You should be somewhere, or going there.
Remember, I saw The Chariot in you. Ride forward.
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I can't seem to form a proper sentence right now, so I'll just offer some platitudes I do believe in:
'Do unto others' anyway, no one has a patent on how to be a good person.
Success is its own revenge.
Tanned, sweaty construction workers in batik shorts, yes...
Ten small goals are easier to achieve than one big goal.
Never discount the idea that maybe you're the only one who's right.
Oh, and: http://bit.ly/cFQUai =3
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