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I'm not sure if this fits in the non-fiction category. Though it is about real life, it may not actually fit in the cateogry. Anyway, here it is.

THE HOLY BIBLE
WRITTEN BY ADAM THORN


WARNING: Though you may be offended, accept this is my opinion on the world you are living. If you dismiss this just by it’s title you don’t understand this. It is no story, no script, no play. It is instead an extended explanation of life through my eyes. What I am writing about is the idea of religion, the true side of politics, my thoughts about myself and the decline of mankind. By the time you’ve read the first paragraph, you’re in for a shock.

It doesn’t matter if we all die. All those high buildings, other voices. All cats are grey, blending into the funeral party. Drowning men gamble on faith and ponder at life like it was some form of political pornography. The holy bible is pornography, but it isn’t the “big ass ‘n’ tits” porn teenagers think. Pornography, in a sense, is a form of exploitation. In this sense, the holy bible is pornography in terms of exploiting everything we love and hate in this world.

This is the room- the start of it all. I have seen mirrored images of bloodsport, pain, suffering. I know the eyes of death when I see it. Her desperate smile, her wholesome lips, her pretty persuasion. I was raised on fear and loathing. Are these my friends? Are they just another section of parked cars at the edge of the road? Those holy books- the Qur’an, the bible, the Torah. They are all the same. They are all basic fragments on a complex Earth. In short, everything is a dream when it comes to reality. Notice how I don’t capitalise the holy bible. This means, out of all of the holy books, this is the one I dislike the most.

The ironic thing is that everything is happening in order. All events over the coming years will shed a new light on why we have wars about religion. It is a war of setting people’s opinions free of lust, vice and sin. It is a war of hypocrisy. Christians want Muslims dead. Hitler wanted something dead- it’s the exact same thing. Our pope, our source of freedom is really deciding what to do with our faith. Sure I have faith. Sure I believe in God. But fuck faith. I’ve got enough problems to deal with then telling people my emotions.

For £200 measly pounds, down by the Soho area, you can conceive a God on video. To put it simply, for a few hundred pounds you can screw a whore on camera. A religious man, listening to the rain, hand on his heart, is fucking a whore. It’s happening all of the time. A priest is fucked by a pimp from Compton to Harlem. More deaths, more drive-bys. American police only wants to know how white was their skin. Osama Bin Laden: the first to masturbate. His only orgasm was one of drastic precautions- trained by the CIA as a freedom fighter and then became a terrorist leader- when he knocked down the twin towers. Oops.

I know someday I am going to die. And I know before I die, two things will happen to me. Number one: I will regret my entire life. Number two: I would want to live my life all over again. Life is an overbearing sense of nihilism- in books, films, life and in heaven I cannot believe all this; pendulum died. Pure or lost, who cares? I’ve been to the blackest holes of life. Everyone is guilty, fucked up and I don’t why anymore. We all are of walking abortions. I’m sure we love our children so much. Horizons? Keep on dreaming little shit.

Mussolini hanging from a butcher’s hook in my sleep. Hitler reprised in the worm of your soul. The KKK revolution all over again; racism and carnage reflected in the eyes of masked madmen. Take note that these heartless bastards are Christians. This is what I mean about brainwash- but never forget, 9/11 was planned by heavily religious Muslims. It’s not just Christianity who uses God as a primary mission to do anything. Take Allah, for instance. For he is the one God in Islam, they believe everything they do is right for him. For the KKK, calling people faggots and threatening to kill black people is what God created them to do. For Muslims, to crash planes into a few buildings is what Allah wanted them to do.

Jim Jones, leader of the People’s Temple, apparently talked to God in his sleep. It was on November 18th 1978, along with Leo Ryan who was a member of the US congress, that he and his brainwashed followers committed suicide in Jonestown. 907 died when he ordered them to drink a mixture of sedatives, barbiturates and any other drug he could his hands on. About 300 of them were children. He was a Reverend, who was driven by the obsession that this one event would make God enlighten him.

Even Charles Manson, in the eyes of his “family”, was seen as Jesus Christ. Almost a decade before Manson ordered the death of people in a house nearby. It was the ultimate Hollywood tragedy- Roman Powlanski, famous director, was left dead and isolated after his pregnant wife was one of the people murdered. Among them were actors and actresses at the time, who were butchered so brutally and so gruesomely that the coroner on the scene described them as “unrecognisable”.

The holy books of religion is not the only thing that drives a worshipper to partake in such atrocities. The very place of worship, where people go on a certain day, is where people kneel and wait in silence- while one by one the people slip away. Staring into the night, at the sky, the bodies inside there are quiet and empty. In some religions, before prayer, they kiss the ground before giving in to their God’s humble needs. If God wants you to cut your hair, so be it. If he wants you to use him as an unnecessary shield against everything, so be it.

Anything that questions God is blasphemy in the eyes of the worshippers. They deny everything that is criticizing God’s stature in their lives. This is simply because of the grasp that God has on society. Everywhere you go there’s a church. Every Sunday people take part in readings and contradictions of their own faith. Choirs, singing songs of Jesus and…well that’s about it really, get people involved. Anyone that isn’t religious would find this tedious. Because I am in the middle, stuck between the denial and acceptance of God in my life, I can only say what I must.

Besides, who actually created religion? It certainly wasn’t God, or any civilian, but I think it was a group effort. I believe some people somewhere, a communion of friends if you will, decided on what we shall base our whole lives upon. That’s why I think God is prominent in so many people’s lives way back when. It still mostly stands today, with the added hypocrisy of Scientology, a name that doesn’t fit at all.

Time is spent doing and hearing things God wants you to. To me, I don’t want to spend all do saying prayers, or something that God wants me to. I want to have sex before I am married. My parents are not married and that never bothers me. My neighbours, heavily religious, noticed the other day my mum without her wedding ring. The conversation died; since then they hardly speak to us because I apparently a “bastard”.

Who’s responsible? You fucking are.

All little people- little houses. The patterns are all the same. Burnt mosques, churches dead and buried. The beauty of Christ and his illusion. I am scarred into his soul. Beauty finds refuge in herself, like lovers wrapped inside each other’s lies. Beauty is such a terrible thing- she is suffering more than death.

God how she is suffering. She sucks you deeper in, suffering more. You exist within her shadow. Her presence is poisoned. Beauty is God. God is not beauty. A vine that can strangle life from a tree- the leaves brown and eternally scarred. My eyes died with the night yesterday at the sight of a gunfight. It is safe to say beauty is nature’s lukewarm pleasure. The less she gives you more you need her. No thoughts can never forget when we were young. Childhood pictures redeem my anger; to know I lived in a world of happiness is lovely. The displeasure of watching someone committing social suicide- how does this make people pray?

People don’t know what to think of me. They think I’m the devil himself- because of my mention of the holy bible. But, as the cross on the front suggests, this is a story of violence, misogyny and homophobia. Incest, list, pain, archived in someone’s own little mind. The kings bow down, the peasants suck up to God. We are owned by God. We are all prostitutes.

If Christians supposedly can cure people’s sins, then they also have to bring pain. But they never feel ashamed: cruelty is the center of humanity. Redemption? Any fool can regret yesterday.

Confess yourself- you will be buried in the same box as a killer. As a killer.

Kill Jesus? Kill Allah? Kill Mohammad? Kill Hitler? Kill Blair? Kill Jong Il? Kill Gaddafi? Kill Obama? Kill everyone? Kill rapists? Kill Manson? Kill Osama? Kill Bush? Kill Cheney? Kill everyone? Kill you? Kill me? Kill them? Kill the pig? Kill them all? Kill me? Kill everything? Kill the men? Kill the Gods? Kill the paedos? Kill the monsters? Kill dreams? Kill my father? Kill my mother? Kill my friends? Kill God? Kill purity? Kill my mind? Kill democracy? Kill communism? Kill the world? Kill my father’s new love? Kill my family on my Dad’s side? Kill everyone who knows my father? Kill the sheep? Kill the old dogs? Kill me for good? Kill me with a knife? Kill her with a knife? Kill my grandfather? Kill my teachers? Kill the heads of my school? Kill man? Kill science? Kill religion? Kill sex? Kill love? Kill death? Kill anyone in my sight? Kill me over and over? Kill the peasants? Kill the Africans? Kill the soldiers? Kill hypocrites? Kill this? Kill that? Kill theories? Kill maths? Kill myself? Do it again…again…again.

D-E-S-E-R-V-E


Be honest now: who are you? Where do you come from? I’m sure you are from a different background than me. You also have different have different opinions on life, death, love. You may cry when your relatives die. Or you maybe fond, but not in love. A young man stepped into a church yesterday. He may take one look at what I am writing and call it blasphemy. He may call me everything he is. He may call me an atheist. Oh no, don’t go there. Atheism is a lie. It is a barrier used to block people’s faith. If you yourself are atheistic, than good for you, but for me I find it untrustworthy to be in love with someone who doesn’t celebrate anyone religion. Sure he may hate woman, and may obsess over an imaginary person, but it’s his choice of having a religion. I’d rather be a sucker for Jesus than be a sucker for Stephen Hawking.

4st 7lbs. Wanting to be so skinny that I rot from view. I want to walk in the snow and not leave a footprint. I want to walk in the snow and not soil it’s purity. Anorexia is a cruel joke. It is the type of suicide that has separated people. The pain would be too much or too little depending on that people. The idea of pondering at life, staring blankly at your naval, while savouring an apple, almost like a twig, is terrifying. How can I do that? Kate…Kristen…they say to ditch to the diet. “The Human Skeleton” they’ll call me. I don’t mind the horror that surrounds me. Self-esteem? So boring. Just look at the fat scum who pamper me so. Thus it would be an epilogue of youth; self abuse at it’s most ripe. Staring at life, understanding it, has lead to my own destruction. Best now go there at all. Rotting flesh- carcass. Mausoleum for the mentally deficient.

No birds come this way anymore. It has obliterated my meaning- no speech no birds; black sky. Holy mass of dead insects on the pavement, dead but never forgotten. I have built my own humanity, for myself to cope with what others think of me. Hahaha! Look at that anorexic! I want to rub their faces in their own shit and force them to smear it all across the bedroom floor to prove their presence. The sky is still swollen after years of warfare and racist riots; police brutality targeting all the blacks in the area. But life can be as important as death. It’s mediocre, with no air, no light, no hope.

I AM AN ARCHITECT! They call me a butcher. I AM A PIONEER! They call me primitive. I AM PURITY! They call me perverted. They can talk. I am stronger than Tranter, Baldwin and Miller, the twats who “own” my school. I am all the things that you regret- those endless days of solitude? Yeah that was me. The first time you see yourself naked you cry.

I know I believe in nothing but it is my nothing.

My head is going to implode. I have been knocked down- too honest with myself. I should’ve lied like everybody else. My facebook updates should’ve been all lies. Why do I persist to tell you how I feel? I don’t know- it passes the time I guess.

Weeds, garden, flanger. The waves of death and mutilation. I have listened to sadness for too long. I must do something. I have been all over town with my head up my own ass and my lies on my tongue. I am the most weirdest most complicated human being to talk to. I am soft-spoken in my speech but a real violent person when it comes to writing. Friday was a day of regret. They listened to what I kept silent for so long. The only thing I get their input is be exploiting everything. I stare at the sky, it leaves me blinded by her purity. I close my eyes- her Asian smile. I have spent too long keeping my emotions. For years I have lived under a mask. For years I have contradicted my very own meaning. I have been left blind by her beauty. Her skin, her eyes, her face. I can’t bare to look at someone I love so much but doesn’t love me back.

And this is yesterday.

Scratched my leg with a rusty nail a few weeks ago. Sadly it healed. My ideals are never fixed; old age is but a marathon to stay alive. I have crawled so far sideways. I recognise that dim traces of creation. I want to die in the summertime- along with all the others religious murderers who only care about some higher power and that higher power only. But to die in the summertime would be ironic, or maybe not. The showers are closing in and the heat would be gone by the time it is my birthday. It’s all to do with pain & wanting to end it all.

All those butchers in those death camps- I’m sure their summers were fun. All those death marches, those endless nights praying to a God who was, ironically enough, a representative of God in the eyes of Christians. Hitler wanted Jews dead- he was what he was. He played God, unbecoming. Recreation for the masses. He always mistook fists for flowers. Welcome, welcome (soldier smiling)! Funeral march for agony’s last edge.

Arbeit Macht Frei.

Aimlessly pointing at the sky for an answer. No resurrection. No good Friday at all. A girl like her, after school, asking her? This was suicide. However friends are friends. Me and her are true friends. No tears are false. Not like Winston Churchill and his response to the holocaust. He only wished the workers bled to a machine.

On Google images, I found a humorous picture of Tony Blair picturing himself in the backdrop of a mushroom cloud in Iraq. There’s thousands of these everywhere. My weight is not my concern. In fact my weight has motivated me. My eyes have told me time and time again to be who I am, but if I say it people wouldn’t understand.

In terms of the truth, it's something quite personal that, in terms of my life, I was never severely underweight. I mean, I was never 4 stone 7 pounds. The skinniest I've ever got is six stone. Just under six stone. In terms of wanting to die it’s obvious. That is still going on and has been for a long time, but that stopped for a brief period of time thankfully. I did various things as well which at the time I didn't regard as a problem, but I guess it gets to a point where your body physically can't take any more, whereas mentally you maybe think you're strong enough to cope. Everybody's got a different code of living, a different set of ethics.

I'm a very unviolent person, I've never hit anybody in my life; but I am prone to extreme violent outbursts, but that's against myself because I make things difficult for myself. I would never impose my standards upon anybody else. So if something goes wrong, I'm not gonna smash up a hotel room, I'm not gonna smash up a bus, I'm not gonna smash up a dressing room, I'm not gonna abuse somebody else, and I've never raised my voice with anybody. That doesn't mean I don't get fits of temper or whatever. I just don't think I've morally got the right to take out my frustration on another human being.

I think it's quite common for people to regret everything. It's on the increase. It's all about self-discipline. Like, self-obsession is connected completely with self-loathing, and it's the same with if you've got a weight problem. It's all about finding some worth in yourself, knowing that you've got the discipline to do it, and knowing that other people maybe can't do it. And it's also, I think, really connected to the fact that you almost feel silent; you have no voice, you're mute, you've got no option. Even if you could express yourself nobody would listen anyway. Things that go on inside you, there's no other way to get rid of them.

I've been to many visits to hospitals to see relatives where there's been lots of people who've cut themselves and abused themselves, physically and violently. It's pretty common, and it's clichéd amongst people who do it that when they do it they don't actually feel any pain. You know, even when you're maybe having stitches in your body and things have been done to you, it doesn't matter. You're in a frame of mind where it really does not hurt. You know, maybe a few days later you get a certain amount of pain as the skin starts to heal, but when you're in that frame of mind it's really natural. It's the only logical thing to do. Otherwise you feel you could almost do something to another person, and that is something that I would never do; again, like I said, I would never ever take it out on somebody else. Maybe the things I do, it's more concerned with the fact that I don't like myself very much, and so I would not expect anyone else to judge me that highly; so if I discipline myself I can feel relatively content with my mental state and my physical state. If I can balance those two then I feel OK, and I'm not really worried what people think about me.

Because I judge myself harsher, and on more strict terms, than they ever could probably.

I've always felt the need to prove myself against other people. I mean, I'm quite a weak person physically, and I think in school- I wouldn't say I am bullied but you do feel scared sometimes, or frightened, and the only thing I thought I had that was different from other people was the fact that I was actually quite intelligent. I like reading and I feel I can pass exams or whatever.

But even, say, things like assessments - and I get As and shit - but say somebody else got straight As I would not feel as good as them, because I didn't know what percentages we had. I wanted to know that I had 98% and they had 95%. It wasn't enough. You know, I felt next to somebody with the same qualifications as me, I would not feel as good, because an A means nothing. What does an A stand for? You don't even know what it means. So you're constantly trying to get better and improve all the time.


That's why I was so disappointed with myself when I started to believe what people told me, because I didn't think this until I was at secondary school, I didn’t start writing until I was depressed. I didn't have the need for it, because I didn't want to interrupt my mind, but it got to a point where I could not sleep. Which it did, writing for me was always very functional, reading about human suffering for me were always very functional. Obviously it escalates, your tolerance increases and, well, you know the story.

I know what happens if I write, I know what happens if I write something down and I don't wanna go back to. The last thing I want is to end up like somebody like most people in school, you know. I've seen them around, and whenever I've seen them, I think they were fantastic people when they started off and I hate the kind of grudging respect people give them now. When I see them nowadays, sometimes when they can't even talk any more and they’re falling over, and they're talking about the genius of them all and I find that very patronising. It's just like watching somebody die very slowly. And that upsets me, because I think they were godlike and I don't think that's there any more really, and I don't find that enjoyable.

And I don't find the thought of being like that myself very enjoyable.

I think it is quite personal. I mean, living in a world like this, it's about self-image and it's about feeling used. Like, if you lose your virginity it may be a definite act for someone aged 21. Everybody for years and years would be fucking around you saying how brilliant it was, and you would feel like 'Ahhh, I'm not happy, maybe it is this glorious event that's gonna change your life'. And so you just deliberately go out and sit in a pub, drink until somebody comes up and they say to you 'Do you want to come back to my house', and you go back and you fuck – the experience would be very clinical and the next day you would feel really bad. I don’t like that idea and that kind of thing shaked my perspective on things.

I've told myself I've been in love. I've told myself I've been in love lots of times, but that's kind of like forced. I'm supposed to be, I'm old enough now, I should feel this way. I would say I've been in lust, I've been physically attracted to people for lengthy periods of time and to the exclusion of everything else, but I wouldn't necessarily call that love because if it was love it would last. I'm too old-fashioned in that sense, you know. If it doesn't last then it's not love. Because I think love is eternal, probably.

Life is the ultimate mistake. I cannot what I mean properly enough to paint a mental picture in my skull. I guess it’s the same for everyone when you think about it. I have been living in a world of uncertainty for too long. My rights have been exploited.

In my dreams, I see a young man standing by the edge of a cliff. There are hospitals there, surgeons operating on some poor dog. I cannot really tell you more. For years I have spent myself pretending I’m not there, this isn’t happening to me and God is just playing a trick with us. It’s happening now at the moment. People fighting, people dying for corrupt leaders, for some country which we suck up to. In short we are America’s bitch.

You know there is the whole “war criminal” tag on Tony Blair- he deserves it more than anyone else, and it shows. I know this kind of thing. A murderer releasing an biography? That was almost unheard of when my parents were growing up. I mean if someone like Charles Manson had something to say he couldn’t, because it isn’t morally correct. To let Tony Blair speak to people is even worse, because he’s getting away with it.

My head is a mess and my suicidal problem was time consuming to say the least. Anorexia will change my life because it is good camouflage. I will be like a stick insect; I can blend into an environment without people knowing or giving a shit about me. But my true point on this whole subject on religion and belief is one thing: no matter how you think of it, whether you are atheist or not, it is truthful. What is this? This is my testament. My statement. My holy bible. But that’s not the point of this whole thing is it? The idea of sharing with people of my age, mainly male. They are really there to expose my weakness and exploit it other people.

All conversations are the same- they take their time. They are all of similar pace. They ask me endless questions personal, otherwise private, and they note the weaknesses I describe to them. I can never get my head around it. It’s kind of like an interrogation: forcing me to tell you who I really am and you just write it down in a scribbled notebook. I fucking hate anyone who wants to “find out” anything about me. What’s there left to say?

I don’t expect a funeral. I don’t want one. I’m better off being rid of- like Osama bin Laden, chucked in the sea and forgotten about. I’d love to see people and their sudden respect for me when I’m dead. But this shows that they never listened. My eyes are a wreck. I hate listening to people moan and bitch about other people.

Under neon loneliness, he sits in the mosque. He blows his brain all over the floor. Now this is the holy hour. So please don’t speak. A garden. It is so bright and beautiful. I have seen this garden in my sleep, hanging like the happy death men in my dreams again and again. The repetition of song, the ice age redone in a more cosmic statement. Waiting for the death blow again and again as my dreams turn into nightmares of prejudice and anger.

Just like the OLD days.

The death of my grandfather pushes me. I poke my pale white face into the mirror, aching inside and turning me around. That image in my mind- that whore as she caresses an old man who is my father; it paints a lifeless face inherited in his actions three years ago. That very slag ran away with him and left my family to suffer.

I’ve waited one hundred years to do this. In my dreams, I die with a smile on my face. It’s there where the blood is splattered. Crimson. A ribbon tightens around that whore’s throat as well as my father’s. He opens his mouth to give an excuse but his head bursts open. The sound of a tiger thrashing in the water again and again. The bodies were obtained, distorted and thin. No room for the weak. Over and over, including the death of a million patriots fighting for freedom on the television, they die one after the other. My father repented and dead, he swallows his pride. “When will it end?” she screams. This nameless whore with blood spilling on the wall, smeared in a straight line like an arrow, was too familiar to my family. I listen to the silence at night, while dragging their corpses straight into the holy bible. My faith is now corrupted. All I see is death in my sleep.

Jump! Jump! Dance and sing. Sideways across the desert a charcoal face bites my hand. A day without substance? A change of thought. An atmosphere that rots with time. Colours that flicker in the water. An echo and a stranger’s hand. A short term effect. I love listening to the sound of nothingness. It gets me mentally prepared for purgatory when my pain has ended. Me and her could have been siamese twins. I love her, and in that hanging garden, wearing furs and masks, kissing in the rain, it is surely Heaven. No one sleeps in the hanging garden. Every night, the blood of a thousand worshippers trip at the side of the road. Fall. Fall. Fall again. Into the walls I jump out of time. Stop crying! Stop dying on me. Coz this is all life gives you: death and no second chances. My eyes are a revelation of truth.

Cover my face as the animals die.

As the animals die, and the piglets embrace their mother’s gutted corpse, I ponder under the soft tree in the hanging garden. In my hand, the holy bible keeps me almost slumped at the idea of slaughter in a book of giving and tradition. The blood of millions of non Christians is smeared in this book. Missionaries, scattered around Africa, brainwashers for the British Empire, spread the word of Christ in their minds.

I chose an eternity of this. I made my life like this. For a choice, for a game, I have lead a life of emotional destruction. Today was like any other: I woke up to the sight of my mother stroking her hair while my father is receiving a blowjob from his new love. Fuck morals if they died out so many years ago. Love triangles, infidelity, secret love affairs. Society offers the exploitation of happiness and true emotions. The ultimate penance, the martyrs of the dying breed of lovers. Divorces, surrogacy, the sacrifice of everything. The slashing of wrists, immortal suicide, plagued streets of pity. The word “yes” will always be said. Junkies, drugs, music, politics, entertainment. Killing jokes. Listen to the silence inside my mind- there’s nothing left for me as I stare into the night. The hours go by, next door, devoted Christians, sandwiched by God’s wrath and Jesus’ blood. My body has been used by the, their overbearing nihilism, the crackling of pig skin. But God must love us, right? After all he made us didn’t he- he must’ve loved us enough to make us beautiful little maggots. Heaven? Might as well be Hell; it all smells the same to me.

Prostitution in a hierarchy. The idealist’s dream, the socialist’s reality. We are all the scorn of God. Antichrist or Prochrist? Which one am I? I am not Christ. Not pro, not anti. But I have a song that sums up the attitudes towards culture:

Conservatives say: “There’s too much black in the union jack”
Democrats say: “There ain’t enough white in the stars and stripes”
But we say: “There’s not enough black in the union jack”
And we say: “There’s too much white in the stars and stripes”

Freedom of speech, equality, the land of the free. The land of the free has mass censorship and political correctness. The home of the brave- uh, sorry; I meant the home of the slaves. America is like my school: they only care about how they look, hence the idea that there’s not enough white in the stars and stripes. I have written this poem only as a warning. I am against America. God damn America- where the hell was Martin Luther King buried? I don’t know, no one cares. No one knows.
Go ahead, revel in the controversy that I have made. But I must have a valid point. After all this is a democracy. If I want to be a motherfucker, an architect, a protestor,
then let me. This is a country of speech and equality. And as far as the Tories are
concerned, they can shove their tuition fees up their asses. It doesn’t matter if I’m Albert fucking Einstein. If I don’t have the money to get into university, my dreams are shattered. The dream of standing in front of a thousand people, wallowing in my misery, killing time singing about death and politics. I have decided that is to happen.

Until then, the holy bible will always continue to drive people into a world of hypocrisy and cynicism. Using the image of Christ to reflect motives that died a long time ago. It breaks it’s one commandments. Christians are meant to respect Muslims’ view on God. But they are fighting for that idea. In my eyes, a religious war is a war over who has the best imaginary friend.

Doctors, euthanasia, the end of days. The holy bible has a lot to answer for, and in a sudden twist of message, it ends up saying something that sums up life in not only it’s nihilistic stories but also in how Christians, politicians and bullies present themselves to the world in a giant sign that adds a bit of a “fuck you” just to make you more pissed off at life. My father perfected this two years ago when he pissed off.

This one message penetrates my heart. It wakes me up every time I see it. You haven’t heard this message before, but now that you have, I suggest to rethink what kind of life you are leading. Now you see this, and you revel in all of it’s irony and poetry, take the time to reassure yourself life is good. That every morning, every day, every night, is getting better. Archives of pain, the word “lover” spelt backwards, we are living in our own purgatory. We are already dead.

You may disagree with this. You may spit on this message, but I assure you, you will just be bad as Christians are if you dismiss this message. After all, Muslims are “evil” in their eyes. Christians are hypocrites, homophobes, racists, genocides. They would have supported the holocaust if it were Muslims waiting for the death blow. If you dismiss this message, then you are just as bad and as deaf as they are.

But at the end of the day, this is a democracy. This is a world where I can say whatever I want on life and how it’s being wasted by so many people. A lot of people may agree, a lot may not, but the fact of the matter is that you may aswell live the rest of your life knowing this phrase off by heart. What this message is sending as a bit of a rhyme to it- just for the retards to remember it.

What I have said for the past ten pages may be complete bullshit to you. You may call me racist, xenophobic and psychotic. Feel free to spit in my face for being who I am and thinking what I think. But you must know this message off by heart- you have to. Without it, I sure as hell can’t live my life.

If you are denied a job, if you feel rejected by someone you thought was the love of your life, take this phrase to your heart. Cross your fingers, you may find it supports you through your hard time. After all, when life gives you shit, you need to know one thing. This one thing is the core of life- an accurate portrayal of politics, poverty and all the past and present atrocities. This phrase sums up the holocaust, the Thatcher regime and the crucifixion of Jesus Christ. That very message is below, and I suggest you learn to know it:

So damn easy to cave in- man kills everything.

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Although I didn't read the entire post, I get the sense from your tone that there's probably more truth in it than there is in the minds of most U.S.A politicians, who wouldn't recognize the truth if it walked up to them and slapped them across the face.

All I know about the Holy Bible is that a person could know every word in it and also be able to read it backwards--and still be a bad person (the same case could be said for all the other Holy Scriptures of other religions--Muslim, Buddist, Hindu, etc.

And I also know that a person might be a thief (steal food that he needs to sustain himself) yet be a good person.

It might be better to address the individuals who are abusing or misinterpreting all Holy Scriptures instead of focusing on one book.The key ingredigent for living a life of purpose is love. Without love, everyone strays off course, regardless how educated or skillful or important he/she may think he/she is.

By the way, you write well.

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Sadly, the curtain is going down.

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Thank you for your comments. I have deliberately targeted the holy bible, and not any other holy books because I feel that the holy bible is the most hypocritical. I have not read the Torah, or the Kur'an, but I don't imagine them to be as empty and as lifeless as the bible is. The point I am trying to make is religion transforms people in a negative way, e.g. 9/11 and the Jonestown Massacre. Like you said Shelly, when we were younger it only took a minimum amount of things to make us happy, in this instance your childhood friend. The curtain is going down because society wants more than they can handle. Oh, and Gaines, I do not take meds. But I can see why you'd think that.
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Thank you for your comments. I have deliberately targeted the holy bible, and not any other holy books because I feel that the holy bible is the most hypocritical. I have not read the Torah, or the Kur'an, but I don't imagine them to be as empty and as lifeless as the bible is. The point I am trying to make is religion transforms people in a negative way, e.g. 9/11 and the Jonestown Massacre. Like you said Shelly, when we were younger it only took a minimum amount of things to make us happy, in this instance your childhood friend. The curtain is going down because society wants more than they can handle. Oh, and Gaines, I do not take meds. But I can see why you'd think that.
Does the following make any sense?

I think you're much too talented to be wasting your energy on thoughts of worry, anxiety, and anguish. The people you write about have been amongst us from day one and they aren't going anywhere. Cultivate inner peace and happiness so you may be able to share hope and joy to those whom are dear to you. Be free-spirited and let the mean-spirited choke on their own nonsense. Don't let them suck you in and make you miserable like them. They'd love that more than anything else.


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Does the following make any sense?

I hope it does make sense.
Nope! Sorry! not an ounce!But then I did take some meds to get me through the original post! Perhaps it should have been posted in the Help and Issues forum.
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Does the following make any sense?

I think you're much too talented to be wasting your energy on thoughts of worry, anxiety, and anguish. The people you write about have been amongst us from day one and they aren't going anywhere. Cultivate inner peace and happiness so you may be able to share hope and joy to those whom are dear to you. Be free-spirited and let the mean-spirited choke on their own nonsense. Don't let them suck you in and make you miserable like them. They'd love that more than anything else.


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Nope! Sorry! not an ounce!But then I did take some meds to get me through the original post! Perhaps it should have been posted in the Help and Issues forum.
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Well, good.

All have a right to express themselves without being abused. There isn't any need for a "med" remark. All one does is lower themselves to a point of becoming a "cheap-shot" artist.


Although I read only a few sentences of the original post, I came away with the feeling that the writer is concerned about hypocrisy through religion. And, to tell you the truth, he is right: sly and deceiving individuals posing as ministers and other holy people have made fortunes on the Bible. All Holy Scriptures were intended as guidelines for people to live as brothers and sisters, not for a selected few to become wealthy.

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Oh, in one of the paragraphs I describe a picture of Tony Blair taking a picture of himself (obviously photoshopped but effective). Here is the actual picture:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/beatdrifter/317495338/

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I have to say it's...scarey how you take the words out of my mouth. Every rant in humanity and just how fucking stupid everyone in the world is; you wrote it for me.

I can't thankyou enough.

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I have to disagree with a portion of what you said honestly, mostly the religious parts. I myself was raised to be Catholic (A horrible religion) and basically "idoled" it until I was old enough to form a legitimate thought of it. I realized how sick it is, the rules, it's almost institutionalized..almost. I feel as if we were worshiping the religion, not God.

But that is besides the point. Your words hit me so heavily and your thoughts seem so similar to mine. (And you mentioned about a beautiful girl, an Asian girl. I can't help but tell you I am with an Asian girl myself. that only adds to my sympathy of this whole passage) I however am not claiming we are twins or anything; we have our obvious differences. I do however think we'd have an amazing conversation. Please PLEASE keep my updated on your writings, I'm a fan.

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Not me, but it was a valiant effort, with a little more time I'm sure you'll manage.

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Interesting to say the least...the expression of physical and mental pain is amazing. Religion is not mandatory. Take what you want and let the rest slide by....kicking at the pricks is non-productive.
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Thank you for your comments. I have deliberately targeted the holy bible, and not any other holy books because I feel that the holy bible is the most hypocritical. I have not read the Torah, or the Kur'an, but I don't imagine them to be as empty and as lifeless as the bible is. The point I am trying to make is religion transforms people in a negative way, e.g. 9/11 and the Jonestown Massacre. Like you said Shelly, when we were younger it only took a minimum amount of things to make us happy, in this instance your childhood friend. The curtain is going down because society wants more than they can handle. Oh, and Gaines, I do not take meds. But I can see why you'd think that.
So without reading the other holy books you summarily dismiss the Bible as the worst. You imagine the other books aren't as bad. I imagine you have lost your credibility for this particular piece.
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Well, truth be told, in school I wasn't taught about the Kur'an or the Torah. Throughout my whole Religious Studies, it was just all bible and less equality. The education system at my school is biased towards a particular thing usually, and RS is almost obsessed by the bible. Lessons only gave those other books very little mention. I know I could've used the internet for research but I was so fixated on the project I couldn't be asked to add anything else in. By saying the other holy books aren't as bad is, and I'll admit, a bit ignorant of me. I am pretty sure that all holy scriptures, now that I know, all contain some sort of hypocrisy in them. I have just targetted the bible in particular because of both my very own personal experience and the books I have been reading. I almost lost my credibility, believe me.
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By and large all the religious books are free of hypocrisy, and all contain variations on the same message:

Be nice. Don't shit on people.

The hypocrisy lies in man's interpretation and perversion of the message.
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Unlike MikeC, I haven't read them all and therefore am unable to comment, other than to say, I wish I was as knowledgeable as he thinks he is!
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By and large all the religious books are free of hypocrisy, and all contain variations on the same message:

Be nice. Don't shit on people.

The hypocrisy lies in man's interpretation and perversion of the message.

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Thank you for your comments. I have deliberately targeted the holy bible, and not any other holy books because I feel that the holy bible is the most hypocritical. I have not read the Torah, or the Kur'an, but I don't imagine them to be as empty and as lifeless as the bible is. The point I am trying to make is religion transforms people in a negative way, e.g. 9/11 and the Jonestown Massacre. Like you said Shelly, when we were younger it only took a minimum amount of things to make us happy, in this instance your childhood friend. The curtain is going down because society wants more than they can handle. Oh, and Gaines, I do not take meds. But I can see why you'd think that.
The torah is something like 80k words inserted into the holy bible, and the Kuran is about 80k words of the Torah changed to the Arabs pov....

I think this shows that you NEED to read them before you post things in comparison...

I have read them... Several times Now the book of Morman puts me to sleep Something about the indians being bad jews always makes me laugh.
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No matter how anyone sizes it up: Chatter without the backing of positive action is nothing but Holy Crap or Unholy Crap--dealer's choice on this one.

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Even if I had a lot of knowledge of ALL the holy books, I still would have titled this piece 'The Holy Bible' and talked about the bible in particular because it is around me. It's influence is all around me and where I live in my neighbourhood. It has a profound grip on my relatives, my friends and everyone I know. I have simply based this piece around the bible because all this talk of 'miracles' and having to 'praise Jesus' has pissed my off.

My granddad died 3 years ago, and that was when I was most closest to God. I prayed for him to pull through (he had cancer) but he didn't. At his funeral, people wished him a good afterlife in Heaven which I found offensive.

I know it's stupid of me to think that, but it was that singular event that changed my faith and perspective on God. He never listens. He toys with you. There is no such thing as a miracle as far as I am concerned.

I know that people disagree with me on this one; I know a lot of people here on this site are religious, but I am sorry. I am not going to suck up to something i have doubt in believing. Don't let me stop you cherishing God. Just know that my faith is lost.
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The hypocrisy lies in man's interpretation and perversion of the message.
All art is corrupted by its audience.
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All art is corrupted by its audience.
Art is defined by its audience.

And religion is not art.
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I never said that in the first place. I am sorry if that seemed rude of me but yesterday I posted something very personal to me. You are right: religion is not art. But the problem I have, Mike C, is that I already knew that. I am not looking at religion as an art. Religion isn't an art. It is a practise of your own faith. Like I said in my previous post, I have lost my faith in God because of my granddad's death. It is not because I am a skeptic or an atheist (I talk a little bit about atheism in my original post). It is simply because God fucked everything up for me. He ruined my faith. He owes me a whole year of my life.
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I'm not necessarily speaking for myself -- but people with any sort of faith who believe in God usually realize at some point that God doesn't answer prayers in the way they would always like. Otherwise they would be in a constant state of anger and disappointment -- because people die and bad things happen. And so at some point, you have to fish or cut bait -- and either accept that God has some sort of plan to which we aren't privy -- or you turn away from God in one way or another.

My wife and I lost a child to a rare liver disease, so we went to grief counseling. I could soon see that the ways in which people deal with death vary greatly. Some people spend a good deal of time shaking their fists at God. Others accept the idea that God lets things happen for reasons they don't understand. That realization sometimes comes slowly -- with some, it never does.

Regardless, everyone has to find his own path to acceptance -- whether or not it includes God. I learned the hard way that anger over death is wasted energy and a destructive force. It almost cost me my marriage.

You can never put things behind you entirely -- or forget. Closure is a bullshit concept. Bad shit happens and you just have to learn to deal with it the best you can or it will eat you up. I suspect there's some drama going on here and some attention seeking -- but I'll give you some benefit of the doubt, because I have no idea what sort of relationship you had with your grandfather and I don't know anything about the circumstance of his death. But I recommend counseling to anyone who is truly having issues with grief.

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We bury our friend Friday, a husband, father, and a great soldier. He was KIA in afghanistan. I don't tell his young widow that God had a "plan" that included the loss of her soul mate. Bad stuff happens to good people because there is bad in the world, imperfections, illness, and all sorts of things that compound into death.

God never promised to make things perfect for everyone who believed. He never promised to make things harder for those who dont. He's never said that in a world full of free will (including ones that have used that to hurt others) we would be untouched. We were originally given the option not to understand, but being made as we are of course we'd want that knowledge. We chose to see it, live it, and die by it.

He does promise another life if we accept his son, however, and that is the hope a believer should set themselves up on. Not a perfect and happy life that is 80 or so years.

Now if you believe we came from monkeys... My post will change quite a bit because that is a promise of people becoming worm food in a quick and orderly fashion
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We bury our friend Friday, a husband, father, and a great soldier. He was KIA in afghanistan. I don't tell his young widow that God had a "plan" that included the loss of her soul mate.
You don't unless you're an insensitive, sanctimonious boob. Because amazingly, directly after we lost our child -- a few people told us just that -- and worse.

Here's one that we laugh about now due to it's sheer stupidly -- but it was horrifying at the time -- "God must have wanted her more than you did."

WTF??!!!

On a par with "You'll have others." Yep -- it's just that easy.

Most of the time when people are grieving, it's best to issue a heartfelt "sorry" -- and then just shut up.
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Now if you believe we came from monkeys... My post will change quite a bit because that is a promise of people becoming worm food in a quick and orderly fashion
That's me. Better a realist than a creationist.
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You don't unless you're an insensitive, sanctimonious boob. Because amazingly, directly after we lost our child -- a few people told us just that -- and worse.

Here's one that we laugh about now due to it's sheer stupidly -- but it was horrifying at the time -- "God must have wanted her more than you did."

WTF??!!!

On a par with "You'll have others." Yep -- it's just that easy.

Most of the time when people are grieving, it's best to issue a heartfelt "sorry" -- and then just shut up.
It irritates me that we are ALL terminal, but an early death is supposedly God's hand...

He doesnt want us more there than here, or otherwise, Im sure. Death is incredibly random and incredibly unreasonable. The finite life we live is not something one should question but rather a question of is this all there is? Because if so, some of us get the short end... Indeed.

A chain reaction of trillions of things that happen everyday. A drop of water, a change of wind, a cell thats attatcking others in our body... A wrong turn back at that last interesection in our car. That spilled milk in the morning that slowed down that lady jogger that the distracted wrong turn driver hit... That RPG that passed both the driver and the gunner on the convoy and hit dead on into my friend... That person carrying the RPG who could have tripped on a rock changing his trojectory (sp?)...

And on and on...

Its not death that we should question... ITs life.. this one and possibly the next IMO

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That's me. Better a realist than a creationist.

Whats better? I mean really... To live with hope... Or to be (what you seem to think) wise with none.

You hope for tommorow... I hope for eternity...
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On a par with "You'll have others." Yep -- it's just that easy.
Oh yeah, we heard that one... along with 'At least you can have children'

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Most of the time when people are grieving, it's best to issue a heartfelt "sorry" -- and then just shut up.
I try and remind myself that everyone is different when it comes to grief. I find it very easy and comforting to talk about the people I've lost. But people don't always know how to react to me. And when I speak to people who are grieving I never know what to say other than 'Sorry'. But I think some just panic and don't think what they are saying.

A friend of mine bought me some chocolates to cheer me up after a death of loved one. She was mortified when she got to the door and handed them over, realising the chocolates in particular were called 'Celebrations'. I looked at the sentiment behind her actions instead. I know she didn't mean to be insensitive.
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