Than live a long and evil life,
However long the days of those like me,
The pain of dying will be all the same.
Lots of cheep thrills, deaths occuring in darkness.
Nonethesless I was pretty scared the whole way through.
My view on organized religion is ever-changing. The more I try to avoid the subject, the more it seems I get wrapped up in it. I’m still notably an atheist with ridiculous amounts of hate toward religion built up inside of me, but I’m not sure for how long I will feel this way. I can feel a metamorphosis happening piece by piece, day by day.
Reading the Bible is a subject I avoided on a count of the things other people have said about it, namely the bad things. Now, having read small sections of it in a group that a friend dragged me to, I can view the book with a critical eye that is all my own. Conversion isn’t something I’m interested in, but knowledge is. Maybe it’s time that I stop wallowing in my ignorance of the Bible and all it’s ignorances. Maybe it’s time I stop getting pissed off at Bible-themed Jeopardy! categories, buck up, and understand a religion before I hate it.