It would seem that my loathing (my word for the week) for established congregations of myths and superstitions (ie religion) so much that whenever I want to type out GOD...I manage to type out DOG 3 or more times before I actually get it right...now most people would just merely assume I'm a horrible typer (or an absentminded one)...but I think subconsciously I have refused to acknowledge any remote possibility of an existence of GOD (I was conscious about that one and had to type that one out really slow so I'd get it on the first try)...(if you didn't know...I also have a love for brackets...but I will go into that some other day)...no I'm not going to start a rant about why religion is so bad...cuz honestly I think religion is peachy...just not for me...if you think about it...religion was probably created to keep people in line...to keep society in check...to deter people from involving themselves in anti-social behaviours...but for myself in particular...I think I can live a good and purposeful life without DOG (ok...I did that on purpose)...me believing in some omnipotent being really has no bearing on whether or not I conform to the norms of society...I have built my morals around my own feelings of self-righteousness...

So why would I need religion?...am I concerned about the after-life?...hardly...the same people who preach to me about why GOD (I'm getting better at this) is good...and why GOD is great...are the same people who tell me to "seize the moment"..."live for the day"..."carpe diem"...why should I even concern myself with something that far down the road?...and for all I know doesn't exist...and if it so happens that GOD exists, the after-life exists, and he refuses to let me into heaven...big fricken deal...I've lived a lifetime of standing outside looking in...feeling as though I'm not welcomed anywhere...puh-lease...tell me what am I missing out on...I wouldn't know any better...and until you show me better...I will never have faith in it...like Cuba said..."SHOW ME THE MONEY!!"...