I have no frickin idea but it sounded good at the time
It's been a long time. Sorry for the delay in updating but now I am back, and there's hell to pay. Hmmmm, Hocus Pocus, damn good movie. But anyway. I am back and you should be afeared.
"my family once asked me if I was going to heaven or hell when I died. I said I didn't know. They didn't like that answer to much. They said they knew what was best for me, I told them that I wasn't so sure they knew as much as they claimed to know. They didn't like that answer at all.
But if you think about it, how could they ask me to make such a quick descision with something as precious as my own soul? The thing that made me, me.
They sent me to my room with a bunch of religious lectures and words buzzing around in my head.
But then I forgot. I forgot everything. The words, their anger, their arrogence.
Then, I listened to only one voice. The only voice that mattered.
In some cases that is the voice of Ra.
In some casses it is the voice of Christ.
In some casses it is the voice of Budda or the cry of an Oni
In some casses it is the voice of Zeus.
But in either scenario, it is always the voice of God.
That god can have hoofs and be carrying and hurling an acorn.
It could very well be a god dressed in high heels, carrying a badger under one and holding a spork. Strutting around carrying a whip and an electric penis ring that whines for a bottle and cries mama when it goes up to 60 volts.
Either way, it is always god. So don't focus or get worked up over what god watches over you. Simply believe what you wish to believe, and may that god be with you.
Today was eh, intaresting. Sat down and watched Gretchen play FFVII. It jibbed us. We got pissy.\
Had to go into the office today for check in. Ra damn. How many times do those people want me to check into them so they can sit there and have a chat in attempts to boost my self asteem? Very annoying.
But anywho, that is all for tonight.
"my family once asked me if I was going to heaven or hell when I died. I said I didn't know. They didn't like that answer to much. They said they knew what was best for me, I told them that I wasn't so sure they knew as much as they claimed to know. They didn't like that answer at all.
But if you think about it, how could they ask me to make such a quick descision with something as precious as my own soul? The thing that made me, me.
They sent me to my room with a bunch of religious lectures and words buzzing around in my head.
But then I forgot. I forgot everything. The words, their anger, their arrogence.
Then, I listened to only one voice. The only voice that mattered.
In some cases that is the voice of Ra.
In some casses it is the voice of Christ.
In some casses it is the voice of Budda or the cry of an Oni
In some casses it is the voice of Zeus.
But in either scenario, it is always the voice of God.
That god can have hoofs and be carrying and hurling an acorn.
It could very well be a god dressed in high heels, carrying a badger under one and holding a spork. Strutting around carrying a whip and an electric penis ring that whines for a bottle and cries mama when it goes up to 60 volts.
Either way, it is always god. So don't focus or get worked up over what god watches over you. Simply believe what you wish to believe, and may that god be with you.
Today was eh, intaresting. Sat down and watched Gretchen play FFVII. It jibbed us. We got pissy.\
Had to go into the office today for check in. Ra damn. How many times do those people want me to check into them so they can sit there and have a chat in attempts to boost my self asteem? Very annoying.
But anywho, that is all for tonight.