Frood
a true bro
In the words of bo Burnham, "maybe god does not believe in you"
I feel that deeply. I think it would be comforting and I also just wish that there was really a reason for everything. But if there's a God I hope he's forgiving for all of us who've royally fucked shit up. The logical sife of me can't believeRight?
Like I feel like I'd be less of a neurotic mess if I could go back to believing in a higher power and all that.
I think he does and he wants to scorch my ass real bad. I've definitely earned a seat in hell. I don't think there's any amount of confessions or hail Mary's to save my soulIn the words of bo Burnham, "maybe god does not believe in you"
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God is, or God is not. Reason cannot decide between the two alternatives.Damn it God, back the fuck off, I don't even believe in you.
That was written by one of the great philosophers (and mathematicians) of the 17th century, you barbarian.Aaaaand that happy horseshit can eat a dick.
I don't even think pascal believed in that craptastic logic by the time he died. I could refute that wager when I was 15, you can't tell me you find it convincing.That was written by one of the great philosophers (and mathematicians) of the 17th century, you barbarian.
Sorry, man, I've known you for a long time and love you like a brother, but that's bullshit. Plain and simple. Centuries before "philosophy and theology" that you are referencing -- and it isn't hard to see you are referencing the centuries of one, Abrahamic, god with a capital G -- were prefaced by centuries of "philosophy and theology" of a billion different other systems of belief. Simply put, you threw that out there and we responded, and now you're not comfortable with the responses.Yes, 10 years of edgy internet atheism trumps centuries of philosophy and theology.
It's a fucking ploy to get your dolla dolla bills.Nice.
That kinda is my point, though. It would be super simple for god to set shit straight and it just doesn't happen. So, he either hates us or doesn't exist, at which point I question why I have to sit for an hour, singing songs facing the same direction as everyone else every weekend and giving money.