Where is this fucking bus going anyway?
Lately I have not gone to church. And today Lindsay and I talked (I mostly listened) about churches, Christianity and such. I had an epiphany. It is as easy to rebel against the norm as it is to rebel. Both ways you give into a base instinct of yourself. Your longing to do good (Christianity, Catholicism, good deeds) or a longing to do bad (not believing in anything, existentialism, bad deeds). Both have their allure. The only way one can truly come to an answer that is their own is to truly analyze all aspects of a solution to an unanswerable question.
I think that i really was looking for something else. But i dunno. I want to believe in Jesus. It sounds good. I dunno
Singing praise songs feels good. But sometimes the feel shallow.
The bible could very well be fiction. Not saying it is, but if I were to write a book to make people believe what I wanted them to believe and act how I wanted I would write a book that excluded others and gave a positive goal but only if you adheared to a code.
The only things that I am sure of are: I have free will. A greater force than chance created the world. It is too perfect.
I think that I will approach the entire question of life after death in a new way, my own way. In order to understand what happens after life we must first understand life. We are created. Humans have a different consciousness than all other beings.
Many belief structures believe in good and evil. An afterlife that concentrates on good deeds, unselfishness, love.
Heaven and hell seem to descriptive in Christianity. Could hell be life over and over again (reincarnation)?
If we are living this life for a specific purpose and we don’t reach it then what happens.
Evil spirits are within us. No vampire made me do it. The mind is unending. Crazy is undefinable.
Why are we here? What created us? What happens when you die? When it comes down to it, these the only question worth thinking about but they can never be answered in certainty.
I think that i really was looking for something else. But i dunno. I want to believe in Jesus. It sounds good. I dunno
Singing praise songs feels good. But sometimes the feel shallow.
The bible could very well be fiction. Not saying it is, but if I were to write a book to make people believe what I wanted them to believe and act how I wanted I would write a book that excluded others and gave a positive goal but only if you adheared to a code.
The only things that I am sure of are: I have free will. A greater force than chance created the world. It is too perfect.
I think that I will approach the entire question of life after death in a new way, my own way. In order to understand what happens after life we must first understand life. We are created. Humans have a different consciousness than all other beings.
Many belief structures believe in good and evil. An afterlife that concentrates on good deeds, unselfishness, love.
Heaven and hell seem to descriptive in Christianity. Could hell be life over and over again (reincarnation)?
If we are living this life for a specific purpose and we don’t reach it then what happens.
Evil spirits are within us. No vampire made me do it. The mind is unending. Crazy is undefinable.
Why are we here? What created us? What happens when you die? When it comes down to it, these the only question worth thinking about but they can never be answered in certainty.