They tell me I need religion. God will fix me. I'll go to confession. drink some wine, eat some bread, get dunked in water, and it'll all be good. Make my donations to the churh and secure a spot in the all-coveted utopia. 'Kay then... But uh, I think you have me confused with someone who cares...? See, having a little therapy, drinking alcohol, and eating etc. doesn't sound too bad; however, I think I'll pass. I don't exactly want to fix what they call my "sins." I'm a little prideful, but that's a given. Yeah, I'm a tad lusty, but what teenager isn't? I'm greedy, sure, but let's examine the rest of America shall we?
Let's travel that dark, dark road into the horrors and sins of society. It's not hard to choose right from wrong; its just that, well there are so many versions of good and evil. Gandhi VS PRS, Love VS Hate, Politicians VS People, Sex VS Celibacy, Drugs VS Pain, Palin VS Obama etc. I could go on and on. But I'm sure I've offended just enough people already to make things interesting. Religion is an escape for us that need hope like a fat kid needs calories, and Lois Lane needs Superman. Humans can't survive without hope. Hope, love, ambition, and opposable thumbs separate us from the animals we once were.
How can life be fulfilling if we don't live it how we want? Rules and principles are definitely needed; like religion. Religion is needed to keep people from feeling as alone as we all are, from getting depressed, and from over-throwing a government because it does not share the same values as the people. We all need something to believe in. So please, believe in it. Make your world brighter, let it make every day feel meaningful. But please. Please, please, please with a cherry on top---don't tell me what i need or should want. Don't transfer your own fears on me. If I go to a hell or a heaven it will all be on my shoulders. You need not worry for my soul. It's mine. Worry about yours.
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