When I was younger, I used to have big plans on how I could help people with my life. My general philosophy was that I was going to make damn sure I left the world in better condition than I found it...but it's impossible.
Why do we all give up? Sure, we never say it, such things are improper. But we do, we compromise. We give in. We grow too fat and lazy to pursue dreams. They're so intimidating aren't they? I mean holy smokes, just look at what I used to think I'd do...I can't do that without global support. One man used to do a lot back in the day, but now with no one believing in anything nothing gets done. Men could cast off their mortality and become the center of an idealistic movement back in the day. Now though? No chance. People have been taught since they were young to not be a sucker, don't fall for anything, and realize that everyone's trying to scam each other. But with a generation of atheists who think they know what's up, we're all screwed. No dreams can be accomplished by men of that caliber, we need to be naive. We need to be willing to be wrong. Faith, not even of God but of ourselves, that's is what is required. But we don't want to believe in ourselves because that's the worst thing to be wrong about. We aren't willing to fail there. And so we don't try.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
The Desert
The oases in life are too few and far in between. We all enjoy them don't we? But we can't just stop there, there's a desert that needs crossing. Yeah, life can suck, sure it seems that our society is based on entertaining ourselves until our deaths. But we are not just consumers, we are so much more.
That's how it goes doesn't it? We get worried about the actual substance of our lives but then we get a pep talk from someone, something that's no doubt uplifting and probably full of crap. Without religion of some sort, everything is literally pointless in the truest sense of the word. Sure we attribute value to things, but we die, thus nothing truly holds value since it is only valuable because we like it (how many have died for that shiny shit called gold?). Maybe in a century gold will be replaced as the all important thing by something else...like toilet paper. All matter doesn't matter, only what we do with it does, and only if there is a God does what we do with it matter.
How can men without faith not commit suicide? To have such conviction and faith in your own beliefs that there is nothing worth believing in would be to be a god yourself. To choose when you existed or not, what greater power could you ask for? Why give this temporary place such power as to decide that for you. It's slavery. Running with fear from the inevitable, I'd rather face it, laugh at it. But I can't...I'm trapped.
My god will not allow me to die just because I deemed this so pointless, for some reason He sees reason in it and so I respectfully wait. He knew men would have to turn to Him here. Surrounded by the products of our sick minds we see our daughters and sisters turn into whores and prostitutes, we see our sons and brothers turn to different addictions becoming slaves or slavers, and worse of all we see ourselves change. We used to have men in the world. Men who would sail into what scholars assured them was their deaths. Men who would fight for one woman instead of taking whatever he could get with hordes of them. Men with loyalty, but that word's a joke nowadays. And are we happier?
I say no. We are trying to take all the short cuts we know and its leading to a pathetic civilization. An individual person can be so beautiful and brave but once put into the masses of cowards, they become suicidal and unseemly. We deserve this but I still want to save us. I'm certainly no Jesus or Mohammad but God deserves more from us, and so do my children.
So don't try to stay in your current oasis, our lives aren't about just being comfortable. It's about fighting constantly (usually with our bodies) to be better people. We can be so much better but damn it, it'll cost. It took Moses 40 years just to get to the promised land, and he only got to see it. Well I'm willing to die unburied in the desert but if someone looks on at my remains I want it to show that I was going somewhere, not just hiding in the oasis from the heat of life.
That's how it goes doesn't it? We get worried about the actual substance of our lives but then we get a pep talk from someone, something that's no doubt uplifting and probably full of crap. Without religion of some sort, everything is literally pointless in the truest sense of the word. Sure we attribute value to things, but we die, thus nothing truly holds value since it is only valuable because we like it (how many have died for that shiny shit called gold?). Maybe in a century gold will be replaced as the all important thing by something else...like toilet paper. All matter doesn't matter, only what we do with it does, and only if there is a God does what we do with it matter.
How can men without faith not commit suicide? To have such conviction and faith in your own beliefs that there is nothing worth believing in would be to be a god yourself. To choose when you existed or not, what greater power could you ask for? Why give this temporary place such power as to decide that for you. It's slavery. Running with fear from the inevitable, I'd rather face it, laugh at it. But I can't...I'm trapped.
My god will not allow me to die just because I deemed this so pointless, for some reason He sees reason in it and so I respectfully wait. He knew men would have to turn to Him here. Surrounded by the products of our sick minds we see our daughters and sisters turn into whores and prostitutes, we see our sons and brothers turn to different addictions becoming slaves or slavers, and worse of all we see ourselves change. We used to have men in the world. Men who would sail into what scholars assured them was their deaths. Men who would fight for one woman instead of taking whatever he could get with hordes of them. Men with loyalty, but that word's a joke nowadays. And are we happier?
I say no. We are trying to take all the short cuts we know and its leading to a pathetic civilization. An individual person can be so beautiful and brave but once put into the masses of cowards, they become suicidal and unseemly. We deserve this but I still want to save us. I'm certainly no Jesus or Mohammad but God deserves more from us, and so do my children.
So don't try to stay in your current oasis, our lives aren't about just being comfortable. It's about fighting constantly (usually with our bodies) to be better people. We can be so much better but damn it, it'll cost. It took Moses 40 years just to get to the promised land, and he only got to see it. Well I'm willing to die unburied in the desert but if someone looks on at my remains I want it to show that I was going somewhere, not just hiding in the oasis from the heat of life.
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