Neighborhood Development

The Drunk

My God!

Every year at this time we are all subjected to the whims and cries of atheists who cry foul over the worship of "Jesus" and the belief in God. Personally, I find this completely asinine and the work of ignorance on both sides of the debate.

For the Christians, they are so busy trying to convince everyone that not only are they correct in their belief but that everyone else outside their immediate sect is wrong. They want to desperately believe that they and they alone possess the Holy Grail of Ultimate Knowledge and to the hell with the rest of us.

As pathetic as many Christians are the atheists are worst. They want to convince everyone that there is no God. That when we die that's it. There is no point to anything. Oh sure they will say things like life is all about being good to one another, or it's about this or that. Many atheists have this fantastic scenario worked out in their brains. However, if you take out the eternity thing you end up with nothing but a handful of poo. Because ultimately, to an atheist, it's like being gay.. life is all about masturbation. In the case of the atheist it's a mental masturbation. This notion leads us to no where. And, it's stupid. It's stupid because it doesn't serve the larger good.

Now back to the Christian. Because Christians gain their ideas from the "Holy Bible" and none of them seem to agree to what it tells them they all are messed up as well. They don't really understand the Bible. They are incapable of seeing how ridiculous much of it is if taken literally.

For example, we are told in the New Testament that Jesus came about because of the "Holy Spirit". A rather vague character to say the least. We are told to believe that it wasn't old Joe who tapped Mary but rather this Spirit dude.

Problem with this nonsense is we are also told Jesus was of the seed of David. Mmmmm... Joseph was "of the seed of David" as well. Now the plot thickens. What we are looking at here is that Joseph jumped the gun and knocked Mary up before he was ALLOWED to. Joe was of a priesthood class and was only in the first stages of his marriage to Mary. The Jews love to drag these things out and Joe wasn't of mind to wait for his bride! So here we see how the scriptures attempt to, and in many cases succeed to, mislead us.

Another example of how messed up the bible is we are further told an angel said the boy was to be named "Jesus". We have no idea why a Jewish boy would be given a Greek name but there you are all the same. We're also not told what the name means. Whereas elsewhere we're told he is to be called Emmanuel. And every Christian will be quick to point out it means, "God with us". Now that we know is a Jewish thing. Just as the Jews back in those days loved to number everything. Perhaps the most famous being "666" because every pervert and low life loves to scribble those numbers on his or her ass. But turn it around and we have "999":

"The number 999 is the reverse of 666, the number of the Beast of the Revelation (Apocalypse). This arithmetical strangeness demonstrates that the "power" of the Beast, 666, will be "reversed" by 153, characteristic number of the Christ, to give as result 999, symbol of the application of the divine justice. Thus Satan will be chained for 1000 years, 999 + 1." http://www.ridingthebeast.com/numbers/nu999.php

All of which causes the atheists to throw up their hands in dismay and seek a world without God.
Atheists can not logically explain the joy that fill many Christians thought patterns. They also can not explain the amazing changes we often see in people who say they have come to accept Christ. What the atheists do not grasp is that the more they insist there is no God the more empowered Christians feel in saying there IS a God. Like children tugging back and forth over a treat, the atheist and the believer are locked together. One without the other risk losing the identity they both struggle so hard to create. It is a truly maddening situation.

In the end, both sides need to chill. The atheist may be in bliss in his or her belief in nothing.. go for it. And the Christian may be in total joy in his or her belief in a Supreme Being.. again, go for it. It doesn't matter what I believe or don't believe in. My "soul" is mine, my destiny is also mine. The choices I make, one way or the other, are mine. Believer or non-Believer ultimately doesn't matter. The vast majority of people (read ALL) can not save themselves much less the rest of us. Whether I suffer in Hell or rise to the Glory of God doesn't mean a thing to you no matter how much you protest otherwise.

As much as we may love others, feel compassion for those people dotted throughout our lives, ultimately it's all about "us". It's all about "you." Because when you die you will own the moment, the experience will be yours. Your consciousness will be the last thing racing through your brain. Therefore, no matter what you believe, or do not believe, guard your own consciousness well and let others live as they chose to believe.

The Day After

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Stuck

So here I am sitting in the lobby of one of our nation's most successful corporations watching people come and go. What strikes me is how fat and sloppy so many of them look. These people are in front of computers all day and gabbing on the telephone.

I began playing a mental game trying to guess how much some of them weigh. I also look at the way they are walking for tale-tell signs of previous injuries. There are a lot of people with funny ankles. Which goes along with all the weight these folks are carrying.

Here comes a young woman I've seen many times in the past. She's a real heifer. I bet she hits the scale at a slim 300lbs. Every step is a real struggle for her. She's breathing exceptionally hard, even for her. "Hello" I say to her. I love saying that just to watch her struggle with a response. It's a tortured, "hugggg", or something like that. She looked as if she was going to puke. I laugh to myself. Beautiful! It’s cheap lobby entertainment. What a dip shit. I wonder to myself at what point will she decide she's just too goddamn fat to go on any more. The guy from the janitorial service tells me he overheard her arguing over a cell phone, "I did NOT eat $300 worth of groceries!" Now you know she damn well did. I chuckle thinking of the poor slob on the OTHER side of that conversation. But hey, you married it pal.

This other woman enters the lobby. My god! She really looks like shit. I mean, there is no other word for it. This woman is so fat her skin has broken open and there are all of these small pucker marks all over her arms. "Hello" she says gasping for air as she aims her oversized ass for the chair next to me. I move slightly to the edge of my chair in case her aim is off and she falls my way. And that is what it is, a fall. She hits the chair hard as she free-falls a good 400lbs.

"Hello" I reply back.

"Do you think it is going to rain today?" She says out of breath. "It looks like.. (big gulp of oxygen).. rain."

"Yes," I reply, "they say there is a good chance of rain."

The woman is breathing hard, really hard. The janitorial guy comes around the corner and smiles at me. He can read my thoughts. He licks his lips and laugh to himself. Pervert, I chuckle. The woman begins to stir again. Slowly she rises. It's a struggle all the way. Once she is on both feet she says, "Have a good day." and heads for the door. I had assumed she was waiting on a ride but no, there's no ride for her. She's parked about 15 feet out front.

"It's a gland problem." the janitorial guy says with a smirk on his face as he lowers the trash can from her cubicle to show me it's content. There’re Ho-Ho wrappers, empty soft drink containers, candy wrappers and cup cake holders. Just an amazing assortment of junk. "I emptied it once already today." He says shaking his head. "She's living the dream." He chuckles.

"It’s a gland problem alright." I say, "If you keep stuffing your glands you end up looking like her!"

It's all pathetic when you think about it. These same people hold "bake sales" right in this very lobby. Instead of handing out cup cakes and pies they should be giving away health club memberships. And it's not just the women. The men look like shit as well. One fat ass after another. Then to top it off, they head out doors to smoke!

The elevator has a sign on it something like: "Use stairways for better health." HA! There's an idea. But these people will have none of that. Here's this monster of a man, I'm guessing 6' 6". He's so fat he HAS to take the elevator to get to the cafeteria (where else?). And he's so lazy that wherever he goes he pushes the handicap access button to get the doors to open for him! It's has to be hard to feel like a real man when you are basically helpless like this. How do these people function?

The really sad part of all of this is we all KNOW the outcome of this sort of lifestyle. Overweight, smoking, lack of exercise... it all leads to the exact same place where all these people are headed.. early death. You want to shake them and scream at them, WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING???? But nah, you're not going to do that. At least I'm not going to do that. I'm having way too much fun watching these sloppy assholes killing themselves one mouthful at a time.

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