My first post

I'm a happy camper. Generally. Except when i'm faced with homophobic, evangelical, dolt hypochrites. So, I'm pretty much here to bitch, whine, fume, vent ... and the rest of that good stuff. Here's todays rant.

Question:
Whats the meaning of your life since you don't believe in God?

Response:
Take 1.
God? Utter claptrap. 'The meaning of life'??? Whats that? A code for a-pathetic-excuse-to-justify-your-hapless-and-pointless-little-existence? You 'divine' the answer to an unknowable question (ie how we came about) and then you and your bigot ilk fabricate stories that just happen to be congenial to your skewed point of view, compile some of them into a book and call it The Bible. Some other little holier-than-thou pricks dream up their own even more twisted version and call it the Qu'ran. Now, unless the whole world swallows up this codswallop and walks around like zombies spreading The Word, their life has no meaning? Puh-lease.

Take 2.
Well, i say that just to piss people off. The truth is i'm unsure about God's existence or non-existence in the absence of what I consider irrefutable proof. And i resent anyone having a personal validation (through some apparition/life changing experience) of their faith and expecting me to just share their belief and enthusiasm.

Assuming he existed and he did infact send this Jesus dude who happens to be his only son to save you from yourself. So freaking what? For the rest of my life i'm supposed to suck up, rejoice, kiss ass and be greatful? Bow down and lick the boots that gave me breadth? What's with the vanity? And this is supposed to make my life meaningful?

Faith? I have faith that Santa is not only real, but real skinny too. Doesn't matter what is fact or what you tell me, coz i got Faith.

So basically, life has no meaning. Life just is so deal with it. Enjoy it the best way you can. Treat your fellow man/woman with respect and all will be well with you.

Christians have their head so far up God's ass their heads are popping out through his Holy nostrils. Why? Because of the promise of enternal life? Or is it in fear of paroleless eternal damnation?

I may not know why i'm here, why i'm alive, if such a reason even exists. But i sure hope its not because of some weird, vain, scary dude playing me like a pawn in a chess game.

Take 3.
That other one too long for you? Oh well then bugger off and leave me alone.