Unreliable Society

 the weak and the feeble, rely on others to save them, they pray for their make believe kings, the rulers of the heaven to come and save them, they don’t seem to think that if their was a truth to their pipe dream belief that they, maybe they  put you in that situation, you know if they are all seeing and all powerful they wouldn’t have let that happen to their most faithful disciple  now would they, or maybe there’re sadist and your suffering was just for their entertainment, but you only defense to this rebuttal to se ethe truth is that they work in mysterious ways, you’re in denial your religion is just a placebo, its just there to comfort you to help you cope, to make you think that someone’s watching over you, when the truth is that you’re all alone there is no heaven nor hell, so just give up and forget this religious crap, it’s like you’re on an acid trip, your tripping balls on the idea that someone watching your back, just except the fact that you don’t have a creator besides your parents and ancestors that came before the both of you, so quit your occult beliefs, they have no ground no proof to back them up, they’re only held up by your faith in false idols like comic book heroes, so snap out of it and take in the reality that you are alone, that you have to stand up for yourself, you gonna have accept it that you can’t rely on something that doesn’t exist, and your try and threaten me that talking about the gods like this will damn me to hell, it’ll sentence me to a untimely death, and I say try me because, I have my reasons for not believing in those make believe heroes, those tales of men who stand above the rest with powers untold but their all the same when you get down to it, they all revolve around the same idea that you have someone watching over you, no matter where you are someone’s got your six , so I’ll ask you this why should I believe in the big man upstairs that your so sure exist, because their tales thousand years old, about some bearded dude that looked like a stoner before that term even existed, so tell me why you put so much faith in a hippy, and then you spout this little jewel, you say that you’ve experienced miracles that you lived when you should have died, and there a simple way to shoot that one right out of the sky like water foul in season, why would a god who’s supposed to love his creations let them get into danger in the first place, and since you have no answer you try and inquire that I must have some miracles tell about, and you’re right so he we go, when I was for my best friend used me like a pin cushion, stabbed me over fifteen times, and I’ll tell you right here in now their wasn’t anyone their to save me, so you try to rebuttal saying that god gave me the strength to go on, all I got to say abut that is to shut your mouth and listen to the story, i can tell you right now that when I cried for someone to save me their wasn’t no divine answer no the only thing that answer my pleas for help was my attacker telling me to just up and die, and the only reason I survived is because I’m just to goddamned stubborn to just up pass with out a fight, rage was the only thing that was on my side that day, no false, make believe man in a freakin toga was my savior that day my adrenaline was my hero that day, gave me the energy to pick myself up and fight back even though my right lung was punctured and filled with blood, even though all I smell was copper because of how much blood I’d lost, their was no god their by my side that day I was all alone left to fend for myself and that’s how it’s always been I don’t rely on others, I hold my own and I sure as hell wont rely on someone who won’t even show themselves, I’ve been alone all my life, riding the wave called life solo, I learned to survive on my own, I thrived in the solitary life, I found success in where others found darkness, why should I believe in a god, a deity, and false idle that wasn’t there when I needed them most, why should I trust someone who left a four year old child to die, crying scared and afraid, that’s why I don’t believe in relying on others, that’s why I have such distain for the belief in the idea of divine beings, that is why I don’t trust others, why I will never rely on others, why I choose to live in solitary, why I have a disgust in humanity as a whole because they always choose to rely on others, than take the time to be self-reliant, that they always expect there to be a hero to save them in a last minute act of bravery, such an unrealistic immature way of looking at things, why should I have to believe in others who don’t even have enough faith, enough willpower to be able to depend, to defend themselves, so that is why I chose to live solitarily, free from all the religious fantasies, and codependent life, and soverign sobriety that comes with living in a society.