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I was speaking to a Women’s Development group the other day, and a newcomer asked the question “how are we supposed to manage our faith in times like these?

Everyone that knows me, knows that I do not use my job as a way to advocate for atheism, however I make very certain that those attending any of the therapy groups sponsored by my center, know that I am in no way affiliated with any religious faith.

I recognize that her question was motivated by her desire to strengthen or maintain her faith during perilous times, it also made a lot of sense.
How does one manage their faith in times like these?

I often wonder that myself.

It has been my experience that religion and life do not mesh well.

There comes a point in everyone’s life where the words in a book, are no longer comparable to the situation at hand. It is during these times that some turn to drugs, alcohol, sex, shopping, gambling etc, anything to fill that empty space that religion cannot fill.

That space inside you reserved for rational and critical thinking; a place where real life begins and faith ends.

It is no secret that more than a few people take their bibles into boardrooms, yet they have conveniently left them out of their bedrooms.

No condoms
No pre-marital sex
No birth control
No abortions

Religion is not working in the favor of many women, who need access to all of the things I have listed above. So how do they manage their faith when It is apparent that women are clearly being targeted by the church?

For years men have been angry behind the power of the vagina, and have tried their darndest to place regulations on our bodies and lives, things to which NO PENIS HAVING HUMAN should decide.

But year after year men of all faiths, nationalities and ages, gather at a round table to make decisions on behalf of women everywhere, men who use terms like “legitimate rape”.

When I was growing up, just about everyone I knew had the same belief system that I did. There was little diversity in my hometown (same as Governor Romney’s).

The chances I had of happening upon information on or about other religions or atheism was highly unlikely.

Today things are much different. The 3 major influences in a teenager’s life are radio, television and internet, religion falls in at a distant #38 on this same list, where things like: playing video games, shopping and texting are among the top 10.

This, my fellow heathens is precisely why religion is dissipating, like a bad fart that once lingered.
Turns out; the ones who once stood to inherit the kingdom of god, would rather be listening to their IPods or playing video games. The youths in this country have looked their parents square in the face and said very plainly: No religion for me, thanks.

They don’t even try to manage their faith anymore.

Less than 12% of American youths said that they actually take an interest in religion, whatever ‘ taking an interest’ means.

That tells me that very soon here, the country will shift from 85% religious to those 12%. And continue to decline, as time passes and we become a more informed nation.

The reason that I believe religion and life do not mix are simple.

Religion is the belief that we are the crimson of an intelligent designer, who wants us to fight our fleshly desires.

However, everything around me, says that I am an animal, brother or cousin to every other living thing on this planet.

For example:

If we study the animal kingdom, we see that sex is not only natural, it is essential to the survival of any species. If you see yourself as a part of this group, then you can began to break down the stigma that goes alongside pre-marital sex, or teenage sex.

But if you are among those who fancy themselves the product of a god-king, you do not govern yourself by these facts, instead you encourage your young to do un-natural things, like abstain from sex until they are married.

Perhaps this is why there is a teenage pregnancy epidemic on the religious side of the isle?

Educating teens on the dangers of unprotected sex and thoroughly teaching them how to have safe-sex is the only way to reverse the damage that has been done. Then and only then can we heal an entire group of people who for years have looked upon things like sex, as un-natural and going against god.
Plain and simply put: If what Christians claim is right, then why is there so much failure amongst their own community of people?

Failure in protecting their children (most often times from fellow Christians), failure in proper education, failure in rehabilitation, failure in marriage, failure in science and discovery, failure in prayer and failure in schools.

Everywhere you look, the church is creating more failure. This is why Christians make-up almost 80% of the United States prison population.

Maybe this is due to the fact that “thou shall not steal” is a more manageable rule in a billionaire free society, where hunger and poverty are nonexistent?

I am currently writing a book called “Sitting with Religion” that is about the magical thing that happens when you turn everything in your life off and you just sit with your religion. Bring out all of your religious materials i.e. holy books, watch-tower, religious leaflets etc.

Challenge yourself to think outside the box that your parents/grandparents/ guardians were careful to close you inside and something wonderful begins to happen. Suddenly the things in front of you start to not make sense. The virgin births, the talking animals, the walking on water, the dead raising all become what they were meant to be: completely preposterous and highly illogical.

But you must sit with it first.

Then probability comes into play.

However, that is not likely to happen.

Most religious people steer clear of putting too much thought behind their beliefs; it is the enemy of their faith.

A faith they try a lifetime to manage alongside their real life; to no avail.

The Bible Buffet

Posted: January 5, 2013 in Creative Writing
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The bible:

A not very well prepared collection of meats, vege-fables, fr-eww-ts, and breads, hold the livin.

People line up, one after the other, mouths watering, readying their plates, to pick and choose:

The Romain or the spinach?
The vinaigrette or the Italian?
The mashed or the baked potatoes?
The green beans or the broccoli?
The steak or the lobster?
The cookie?
The cake?
The ice cream?
The pudding?

All these choices.
Everything appears to be good.
What will you eat?
Obviously you can’t eat everything.

So you pick a lil’ bit of this and a lil’ bit of that. Before you know it, your plate is piled high with bits and pieces of the bible.

Bits of a god who b/c he loves you, designed you in sin, in order to send himself to save you.

Pieces of a better place, beyond the grave. A place where suffering will be extinguished and all humanity will serve YOUR….. juicy steak, or maybe you’ll have the lobster.

Either way, you’ll eat it up until your stomach is bursting at the seams. You’ll brag to everyone around you, about how delicious it was, how you can still taste the rosemary and how the inside was exquisite.

“Those seafood loving imbeciles and their lobster,
Who do they think they are?
Those butter dipping, garlic licking, shell cracking, simpletons!

Everybody knows steak is the way to go.”

Everybody accept:

The fish eaters
The pork eaters
The chicken eaters
The turkey eaters

And…

The vegetarians and vegans.

They obviously have never had a big juicy steak?

Or perhaps their bodies are not strong enough to digest something as tough as steak…

Only real steak eaters are strong enough for that.

And I’m a real steak eater…

So I am careful to avoid everything else.

In the buffet that is my bible..

Who Is Heaven Designed For?

Posted: December 28, 2012 in Uncategorized

I was watching an episode of Lock-up Raw last Sunday on MSNBC and came across the story of a former priest, currently serving a 30 year sentence for 20 counts of “sexual abuse of a minors”.

While the Lock-up crew was interviewing him, he revealed some of the details of his crime.

The former priest: Over the course of about 20 years I abused about 30 children.

Interviewer: What do you think god thinks about the crimes you have committed?

The former priest: I know that he is not pleased. However, god is forgiving. I asked him to forgive me and take care of me while I’m in here, and he said that he would.

Interviewer: Do you think that you will ever get out of here?

The former priest: There is always hope in the lord. I have an appeal coming up soon and my chances look much better than they did a year ago.

The interviewer: What if your appeal is denied and you end up serving out your 30 year term?

The former priest: (Laugh) Well I am no spring chicken, so I will most likely live out my days in prison. But thankfully I have heaven to look forward to after I die.

(His appeal was denied)

His comment infuriated me.

I literally turned beet red and started screaming at the TV.
How can this pervert, who molested 20 or more kids, devastated families and inflicted permanent damage on innocent children, possibly think that “Heaven” is a place that he will inevitably call home?

That is what drove me to ask the question…

WHO IS HELL DESIGNED FOR?

If it is not for perverted pedophiles like this guy, who then is it for?

If molesting 20 kids is not enough to get you cast into the imaginary pits of hell, then what other kind of immoral acts can one get away with in their lifetime, yet still be welcomed with open arms at the pearly gates?

As I continued in my anger over this situation, I started to think about the countless religious people I personally know, that also claim heaven is their home.

The blood of Jesus has somehow washed away their past and is continuing to wash their present; as many are still very immoral people and use their belief in god to justify their sin.

I have several problems with religion, but this just disturbs the very core of me. The concept that no matter what you’ve done in life, all you have to do is close your eyes and ask an invisible being for forgiveness, is preposterous.

Where is the self accountability, for the lives you destroyed, for the irreversible pain and hurt that you have caused?

I guess it’s a good thing that heaven is supposed to be a perfect place, filled with perfect people and no suffering.

I know his victims would not take too kindly to spending an eternity alongside the person who caused them the most damage, if they had anything at all to do with it.

If you would like to join me in this project, all you need to do is choose any individual (or group of people) who is under the impression that “heaven” is there destination, and has also been affiliated with immoral actions or speech.

Write a short blog about this person’s life and include their religious faith.
Title your blog: Who Is Heaven Designed For?
Send me the link on Twitter on or before January 5, 2013
I will be holding an open discussion on January 8, 2013 and tweeting everybody’s links from my page.
You are also welcome to retweet links from your page and blog as well.

Thank you,
Thinking Beauty
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Gods Complexion

Little ole you
In your
Ante meridiem

Clothed in unknowing

Your empty brain
Quickly fills with visions
Of fire.

The screaming
The torture
The pain
Forever and ever
Amen!

Awake from your nightmare
Little one!
Wake up and serve
Our diabolical god

Praise him:

For the grotesque
Way in which
He shows his love.

Praise him:

For his jealous rage
And the wrath he
Has purposely unleashed
Upon this earth.

Praise him:

For his sexism
And all the rapes
Under his watch
By his orders
On his command!

Praise him:

For his racism
And how he made
Everyone equal

Except for some
You are allowed
To make slaves…

Praise him:

For all the good

Praise him:

Because…

Satan is evil?

God made satan!

So praise him:

He ought be praised..

By little ole you
Birthed into
A natural world
And taught to
Fear what you
Cannot see.

Your Buddha
Your Allah
Your Jehovah
Your Yahweh

Lies within the
Womb that created you.

god is
Your complexion

Irresistibly immaculate and
Perfectly merged with your
Credo.

Asininity
Imbecility
Insipidity
And lunacy

Spit into the mouths
Of the little ones
In their ante meridiem

Feed them
A world of demons

Illustrate it diagrammatically

Ensure that they
Avoid those apples
Of reason

Blind them from
Gods unscrupulous
Nature.

Ineffectual
Inadequate
Incompetent
Incapable

Develop their minds
In weakness

Paint their dreams
With fire.

Supersede nature, logic and
Reason.

Countermand everything around
Them so they will embrace faith.

This is the complexion of god

As seen through eyes
Of the millions who
Know him intimately

And…
Hear his voice daily

Aqmed
Anita
Ashley
And Amy

All atheist as babies

All taught gods complexion

2 out of the 4
Saved by his death
And resurrection

The other 2
Believe the Quran
Is perfection

All four agree:

He ought be praised..

By little ole you
Birthed into
A natural world
And taught to
Fear what you
Cannot see.

Your Buddha
Your Allah
Your Jehovah
Your Yahweh

Lies within the
Womb that created you.

Gods promises
Are based upon your desires

His needs based upon your
Wants

His hatred based upon your
Prejudices

His truths based upon your
Knowledge.

His will based upon your
Willingness

And his love based upon your
Tolerance.

The very reason
Why your unchangeable
God has done nothing other
Than change

Ideologies drafted
At last minute

Unprovable conversations
Between god and his “chosen”.

Jesus toast,
Blood stained cloths,
Clouds shaped like crosses?

Immediate shut down, at the very mention of a primate!

Because…

That’s not gods complexion

The god you see is in the mirror,
And he approves…

Of little ole you
Birthed into a natural world
And taught to believe
What is not real.

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In your face
I see it
I smell it
The hatred
You breathe it
You need it
You seek it
The hatred
Can’t hide it
Or deny it
Can’t control it
The hatred
Your book tells you to hate
So you hate
Like it says
The gays
And the women
They disgust you
The hatred
The Jews
And the Muslims
The Christians
Pure hatred
The government
The people
Whole nations
Of hatred
Your book tells you to hate
So you hate
Like it says
The trannys
The black men
YOU HATE THEM
YOU HATE THEM
The atheists
The thinkers
YOU HATE THEM
YOU HATE THEM
The Seekers
The searchers
YOU HATE THEM
YOU HATE THEM
Your book tells you to hate
So you hate
Like it says
The colored
The niggers
Those monkeys
The hatred
The cracker
The pecker
“The Man”
And you HATE HIM!!
The wet back
The beaner
The spic
The hatred

Your parents told you to hate them
So you do
As they say….

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No heaven exist
No afterlife
No men of sacred cloth

Just men of men
Born flesh and blood
Who hide behind a cross

His hands not meant for healing

Nor his life a reflection of that which he repeatedly speaks.

And as his lies leak

His innocent victims die weak

Of broken hearts;
nights of no sleep

Terrified

Of the man behind the cross

Trying to gain heaven
Finding themselves lost

Brainwashed and still knocking on the door of the demon.

Still bleeding on the inside
While outside covered in semen

In places forbidden

By a man who is continually forgiven

For the rapes of children

And he is no saint

However cloaked in deception he may appear

He is no one to revere

His smile; insincere
And since lost innocence is clear
It’s clear that innocence was certainly lost here.

So he goes on selling souls to fear

Fail Mary mother of Grace

Mother of Thomas, Carlo and Steven

With the blood debt paid
The perverted path paved

Suffered pain; now even.

So they suffer to come unto him

The mastery is repulsive

Offering up restitution

Or the relocation solution

Yes, please relocate my demon and
Infect others with visions of his semen.

The pain has allowed me to reason…

No heaven exist
No afterlife
No men of sacred cloth

Just men of men
Born flesh and blood
Who hide behind a cross

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The vast majority of people that claim they are xtian today don’t have a fricken clue. They claim they know “god” loves them because they saw a banner at a college football game that said “John 3:16.”

Well, let me tell you something, there are a heck of a lot more Bible verses than John 3:16.

I’ve pointed out to some theists that “god” has historically hated humans and frequently condemned them to painful deaths.

For instance, as a lesson to those who have the ‘audacity’ to show physical love for the same gender, god incinerated the genitals, mouths and every other orifice involved in such sexual practices in the towns of Sodom and Gomorra (Genesis 19:24-25).

As a lesson to those who are fat and sloppy, god struck a town of gluttons with a vicious plague which made that last drumstick taste none-too-good and wiped out every living person (Numbers 11:33-34).

As a lesson to youngsters who fail to be seen and not heard, god sent a bear to maul to death a couple dozen children who had teased a bald man (2 Kings 2:23-24).

And during one particularly bad mood, God threw the lessons out the window and killed every man, woman, child and infant on the planet (except Noah’s family) with a Great Flood (Genesis 7:23).

Can’t you just feel the love?

God didn’t do all the slaughtering and mangling on his own. His chosen people, the Israelites, served as his assassins on more than one occasion. God told the Israelites to kill all the men and rape the women and children in the towns they invaded (Deuteronomy 20:13-16).

God told the Israelites to take any child who dared to disobey his parents to the town square and hurl stones at his body and head until the tot’s corpse was lifeless (Deuteronomy 21:18-21).

Boy, god sure takes no prisoners huh?

Do you know what some xtians have the audacity to say? “Jesus took all that away.”

That is utter blasphemy, my friends! The very idea that the words of the son somehow trump the words of his father is nonsensical on its face.

Do you think a father who had spent so much time talking about killing disobedient children would allow His own upstart son to tell folks to ignore everything his daddy had ever said?

I don’t think so.

If Jesus had even tried to do this, god would have yanked him back to heaven and given him a good Rod lashing.

Jesus, himself, admitted that he is subordinate to the father who rules over him (1 Corinthians 11:3).

Jesus told the apostles that he had not come to destroy the law of the prophets of old, rather, he had come to fulfill that law (Matthew 5:17).

Jesus approved of his father’s command that children who curse their parents are to be put to death (Matthew 15:3-4).

Jesus chastised the Pharisees for failing to kill those children who defied their parents’ commands (Mark 7:9-13).

Jesus told us we are to live our lives in fear of God for God has the power not only to kill us, but to torture us forever in Hell (Luke 12:5).

The smell of blood and roasted corpses was not just pleasing to god, who especially enjoyed the aroma after the Great Flood (Genesis 8:21), it was enjoyed by Jesus as well.

Jesus certainly wasn’t averse to malicious, virulent punishments to those who didn’t accept his every word as Gospel.

To name but a few, Jesus told the disciples to bring before him any man who didn’t believe in him, and to violently slaughter the non-believer while Jesus watched (Luke 19:27).

Jesus killed one man by having his body eaten by a swarm of worms because the man failed to give Jesus his due (Acts 12:23).

Jesus struck a Jew blind for thwarting his teachings (Acts 13:8-11).

He struck a man dumb for failing to listen well (Luke 1:20).

He took the lives of a husband and wife by scaring them to death for not forking over all the money they made on a real estate transaction (Acts 5:1-10).

During one particularly temperamental time when Jesus was hungry, he even killed a fig tree for failing to bear figs, even though Jesus knew figs weren’t in season (Mark 11:12-14).

Damn! This Jesus dude means business!

Recognizing that he had neither the time nor wherewithal to torture and maim all of the countless sinners of the world, Jesus ordered us to torture ourselves by chopping off any body parts that are engaged in sin lol.

So, those who practice sexual self-gratification (masturbation) are to chop off their arms.

Those who have sexual thoughts for people other than their spouses are to gouge out their eyes (Mark 9:43-47).

The wrath of Jesus is no less than the wrath of the Father. It is clear where the acorn fell.

But the clearest proof of the son’s wrath are his promises to inflict unconscionable pain and suffering on those who decline to follow his and his father’s word.

Jesus said sinners cannot enter Heaven. All sinners, most notably, those who engage in premarital sex (because marriage existed since the beginning of time) will be forever estranged from god.

“Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the kingdom of God? Be not deceived: neither fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor effeminate, nor abusers of themselves with mankind, Nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of God (1 Corinthians 6:9-10).”

And what happens to “sinners” since they cannot enter their imaginary magical place in the sky?

Welp, come “Judgment Day”, they shall be gathered together and hurled into a furnace of fire where there will be uncontrollable wailing and gnashing of teeth (Matthew 13:41-42, 50).

Entire cities of people who don’t believe will suffer a fate worse than that of Sodom and Gomorra (Mark 6:11).

Jesus told us himself that god, who we already knew is subject to violent episodes lol, will take “vengeance on them that know not God” by burning them forever “in flaming fire” (2 Thessalonians 1:7-9).

The brutality and destruction will not be entirely blase, though. There will be great sparks of creativity.

Come Judgment Day, the Lord will create horse-like locusts with human heads, women’s hair, lion’s teeth and scorpion’s tails which will sting and inflict savage pain on sinners for five months (Revelation 9:7-10).

As a result of the fires, plagues and beasts He inspires, the world will be covered in unburied dead bodies, rotting everywhere, while good Christians, like our friends over at Westboro Baptist, will “rejoice over them and make merry, and shall send gifts to one another” (Revelation 11:5-10).

Sounds a trifle sadistic if you ask me…

Meanwhile, the smoke of the burning, rotting bodies will ascend and plague the Earth forever (Revelation 14:10-11).

And the smell will attract scavenger birds who will feast upon “the supper of the great God” (Revelation 19:17-18).

Jesus will use every weapon at His disposal to torture sinners. He will send an earthquake to kill 7,000 people (Revelation 11:13).

And to add just a bit more drama, He will exercise his wrath by inflicting bodily sores, turning the seas and rivers to blood, scorching everyone with fire, causing people to consume their own tongues in pain, and causing horrendous storms which will strike dead the now speechless (though sated) sinners (Revelation 16:1-21).

All of these descriptions of the rapture, theists, every last one of them, comes straight from the New Testament. And according to most christians every single word of the New Testament was inspired by Jesus, himself.

Is Jesus Mr. Lovey-Dovey-turn the other cheek-Goodie-Two-Shoes, like most theists would have you believe?

Not at all. Countless New Testament passages show Jesus was as vengeful, angry and violent as his sadistic, genocidal, father, perhaps even more so.

Of course, if you ignore these thousands of Bible passages and just focus on the one –John 3:16 you can live in a fantasy world believing you are going to heaven even though 587 other verses in your wonderful book say you’ll burn for an eternity in Hell.

Come Taste My Apple

Posted: July 30, 2012 in Atheistic Poetry

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Amidst the tip of my lips
You can’t resist
Wanting to taste
My apple babies

My apple

Leaves you

Sifting

Through what’s left of your being
You can no longer be
Because voices inside you

voices with whom I repeat
Dangerous sexual omissions

Cult breath
Breathing rapidly upon my neck
I no longer wish to speak

My existence is the result
Of natural beings
creating super-natural worlds
Where invisible super heroes
Supercede logic and
Reasoning.

They loath that
Tree o’ knowledge
Eerily glided the demon snake
To taunt you,
Bid you taste
One touch to lip
You see

You see

YOU SEE!

My apple

Taste the scent of
Consciousness

Breathe in the air of freedom

There is no boogie man
In the closet
There’s no ghost
Under the bed.

Open your eyes [see]
God exist inside your head.

A flood to kill man-kind?

Yet, this Satan roams for years?

Doesn’t make you stop and wonder
Is god the one that you
Should  fear?

Come taste my apple babies
Take a bite
So big and strong
Open up and let me feed you
Feels so right to do
What’s wrong.

Smell the ripeness
Of my beauty
Juice so sweet
It’ll make you cry

Kiss my breasts
So filled with knowledge
Let me feed you
‘Til you die

You see

You see

YOU SEE

But simple men
Wanted you to believe
You are were a
descendent of god

And so you simply believed

And for that
You must eat

See men and their greed
Hunting you in the valley
from their
High places

Teaching you how to sing songs of praise…

showing you pictures
of baby Jesus.
All swaddled
Inside Marys arms

Jesus loves you
Pass the plate…

come taste
From this
Tree o’ knowledge

 

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The Wizard of God

 

Searching for

The answer

                That

                      Would

                                Lead

                                       Me

                                 Home,

                               I

                      Came

               Upon

        What

            I

       Thought

           Was

             A

    GOD

 

I am accompanied

By someone seeking

Courage and another

Who desires the ability

To think.

But

I

Am

Alone

And I’d just like to

Get home.

 

Savages along my

Journey have tried

To enslave me

To no avail

 

Endless sea’s of Emerald

Beauty dance tauntingly

Beside me

Breathing

With their ape like lust,

Their mouths

Bellowing.

 

These red shoes

Have got me feeling

A tad bit constricted.

 

I’d

Like

To

Take

Them

Off

And slip quietly off this path

                                             Leading

                                                         Me

                                                    Right

                                               Into

                                         The

                                Hands

                                  Of

                                 This

                              Non

                Existent

                          Deity

 

But I continue on

Searching

For

My

Way

Home

 

Everyone around me is

Pointing in one direction,

 

I become consumed

With fear

 

Terrified of what lied                                   ahead

 

Swarms of flying demons

Surround me.

 

Licking

My flesh

Uncovering

My

Virgin

Pussy

They

Sedate

Me.

 

I wake up

Staring in the eyes

Of the un-holy

 

One who wishes

To strip me of

The

Shoes

I stole

From

The

Bitch

I killed

With

My

House

 

Her equally Satanic Sister

 

I doused her in holy water

 

Or

Maybe

It

Was

Acid?

 

Either way

Her slaves rejoiced

 

And we kept

On our journey

 

Our journey into the

Abyss

Hand in hand

We laughed

And cried

And talked

About what

We’d all do

When we finally

Came face to face with the WIZARD

 

I could smell the lilac tree blooming in the front yard,

Freshly squeezed lemonade,

Homemade biscuits,

Shared among

Friendly faces.

 

I longed for HOME

 

So I faced my fear

And skipped

My way toward Jesus,

Hands shaking

With anticipation

I was off to see

THE WIZARD

The Wonderful Wizard

Of God

 

I hear he is a wiz of a wiz

 

IF EVER A WIZ THERE WAS?????

 

If ever, oh ever a wiz there was,

The Wizard of Oz is one because

Because, because, because, because, because

Because of the wonderful things he does

 

And I was certain that he would

Show

       Me

          The

              Way

                    Home.

 

My golden path

Led to

A Huge WHITE HOUSE

Surrounded by guards

Dressed in

Black suits

Carrying FN P90’s

 

I demanded to see

The Wizard

The wonderful

Wizard of God

 

They looked at each other

And laughed

Then back at us

 

“What will you pay to see the Wizard?”

 

I took off those god awful shoes…

 

“Right

This

Way”

 

Long hallways

Of solid gold

Led to a gigantic room

With a big green curtain

 

I called out

I heard nothing

 

I called out again

 

“Who dares to disturb the great Wizard?”

 

(I was shaking)

 

My lips uttered

Five words.

 

“I need to get home.”

 

Who knew what was going on without me?

Chaos?

Pandemonium?

Grief?

Sickness?

Death?

 

“I need to get home.”

 

No WORD from the Wizard?

NO WORD FROM THE WIZARD?!

NO WORD FROM THE WIZARD??

 

My heart

Was aching

As the curtain

Of my life

Opened,

Exposing

GOD!

 

GOD is EXPOSED!!

 

His wizardry

Uncovered

As a complete

HOAX!

 

Mere man..

Mere mortal..

Mere mortal man..

 

Fraudulent omniscient

Knows nothing

Sees nothing

Powerless,

Finite

Inexperient,

 

There is NO

There is NO Wonderful

There is NO Wonderful Wizard

There is NO Wonderful Wizard of

There is NO Wonderful Wizard of GOD

 

 

Everything

Everything I

Everything I read

Everything I read and

Everything I read and learned

Everything I read and learned was

Everything I read and learned was a

Everything I read and learned was a LIE

 

NO GOD

NO GOD
NO GOD
NO FUCKING GOD

 

Just a bunch of Wizards in robes pretending

 

Parasitic prophets of putrid preaching

Praying purposeless prayers.

 

(Repeat that 5 times)

 

Cheers to you if you listened

 

I woke up from my DREAM

 

There are still MANY

Who haven’t.

 

So many still paying

Still paying

The

Wizard

 

Setting out on a journey

Homeward bound

 

I discovered,

Home became real

As soon as I  

Smelled the lilac tree

Blooming in the front yard.

 

©DLP2012

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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When all around me
Have taken a tumble
And faced their
Deepest woe

Never you dare
To hear my lips mumble
Dread or despair
For my soul

It is in my remission
I bear this suspicion
For words that fall
From your lips

I pour out my glass
remembering Jesus
While all those around
Take their sips.

Ye’ though I walk
In the midst of god’s army
I stand firm on
What I believe

I feareth no evil
Be bigger than god
For men who spend
Life on their knees.

Oh Yahweh our god
None higher than you
We yield to your
Loving grace.

Your wrath is sadistic
And ritualistic
We suffer ’til
We see your face…

No sleep and no slumber
All doubt of this wonder
That those in your face
Die to be.

Bombs strapped to their children
Kill all of the difference
Then rape all the
virgins you see.

Drenched in the blood
Of such innocent beings
With whom had encountered
Gods sword.

Armed with their bible
They march into battle
The crosses they bear
For their lord.

God said to DESTROY you!
God said you were EVIL
God told us to put you
To death.

God tells me I’M chosen
I know I’m gods favorite
He values me more
Than the rest

So join us or die
Worship our god
His jealousy knows
Not an end

In the name of our father
We slaughter whole nations
Deny the whole time
That we’ve sinned

What message is this
To send to our children
Washing their brains
With your book?

Killing their logic
Destroying their reason
And fishing them in
With your hook

I will not surrender
Share gifts in December
Or give my life over
To god

I guess I’d be spoiling,
The child that I beareth
My love tells me
Spareth the rod

No cause or conviction
Is worth shedding blood
No deity held
Bound to the sky

No thorns and no crosses
No stories of Jesus are
Worth watching
Innocent die!

So,
Ye’ though I walk
In the midst of god’s army
I stand firm on
What I believe

I feareth no evil
Be bigger than god
For men who spend
Life on their knees.

Life on Their Knees…

©DLP2012