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888 888 888 888 888 "Why I Refuse to Believe in God"
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888 888 888 888 888 " by Cyn
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It's a personal thing. And by that, I don't mean personal like,
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unique me reasons. I mean personal like, between me and Him. You see, I'm
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convinced He hates me. So I refuse to believe in Him. (Note: I just went
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to get some Pez out of my Bunny Pez dispenser, and a piece of it broke in
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half and flew at my face. Proof, perhaps?)
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I'm an atheist child of atheist parents, raised as godless as they
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come. I distinctly remember hearing as a small child some story about how
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people wanted to find out what language Man naturally spoke, and so they
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got all these babies, and raised them without ever speaking to them, and
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the babies all died. The moral I got out of this story is that God doesn't
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play fair, since it was obvious to me that he had killed the babies. So
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one of my very first impressions of God was that He was a cruel bastard.
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Then there was Elementary School, where every single one of my
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friends was convinced I was going to Hell, and that it was their job to
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Save me. So there was this God guy again, completely unfairly sending me
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to Enternal Damnation, and there was apparently nothing I could do about
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it. I mean, I could go to church and stuff, but church scared me even more
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than the threats of damnation. Everyone else seemed to just Know that
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their God was the right one, and I had no clue how one would even go about
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picking which God to believe in. It was completely unfair that I should go
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to Hell if I guessed wrong. There was God again, refusing to play fair.
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My first girlfriend left me because her Catholic family couldn't
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deal with her dating girls. There was God, completely fucking with my
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social life. My second girlfriend also left me because her Catholic family
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couldn't deal with her dating girls. I was beginning to see a conspiracy
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of sorts in this. God was obviously out to get me.
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So now there's this whole Godless Atheist Bisexual thing I've got
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going, which nine out of ten Believers will tell you is sending me straight
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to hell. I'm sure that textfile I wrote about wanting to boink Jesus is
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enough by itself to get me a good seat. God obviously just doesn't like
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me. So fuck Him. I'm not going to believe in anyone who doesn't like me,
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omnipotent or not. I may be going to Hell, but at least I play fair.
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Well, most of the time.
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[ (c) !LA HOE REVOLUCION PRESS! HOE #615 - WRITTEN BY: CYN - 5/6/99 ]
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