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not to discuss the issue that Christian Creation would have to be extremely incredibly illogical. (creating it to look exactly like he didn't exist...) or the fact that the Bible itself, which would only hold its ground if intirely true, is full of erroneous statements and passages, and the fact that if Christianity was true, aprox. 97 percent of the world is going to hell, or in serious jeopardy of going to hell.
what i find funny about a "Christian God" is the paradox in his intellegence. Obviously, he is super-human, he does no wrong. But why are his emotions human? He thinks just like a human, in fact, God created man in his own image. God sees all, creates all, so if he can see what has been, what is, and what will be, why is he happy when all of a sudden, someone sees the light and worships him? He sees the intire perspective of the Universe, and all it's events, obviously something a human-like behaviour would not be compatible with.
anyways, I feel that religion is just another insanity of man. Not that that's a bad thing, so is society. I can say that I am insane, worrying about music, TV, current events, which really are extremely unimportant, but i choose to be ignorant of the big picture usually for 23 hours in the day and live a normal life in society. so I can't blame or be angry at anyone who believes his beliefs are correct in religion.
by the way, i am agnostic, and recognize that a human being cannot and probably will not comprehend our creation. therefore, we are doomed to constantly search for resolve, but never find it. Religion eases this, but I cannot give myself the bliss ignorance gives in religion.
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The father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies / While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park / Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums / The music and medicine you needed for comforting / So make all your fat, fleshy fingers fingers to moving / And pluck all your silly strings and / Bend all your notes for me and / Soft silly music is meaningful, magical / The movements were beautiful / All in your ovaries / All of them milking with green fleshy flowers / While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines, / Smelling of semen all under the garden / Was all you were needing when you still believed in me.
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