This comes from seeing my Facebook news feed stuffed full with okes screaming/complaining/amping for world's end tomorrow. Of course, I googled this and after mistakenly following a Yahoo! Answer that told me that the world should've ended 3 years ago when the LHC was switched on, I finally stumbled on something that would explain it. Not necessarily sensibly. Okay, I admit I am a bit biased, but ebiblefellowship.com is not something I should've clicked on, but at least now I know the bilblical background behind this (Oh, and apparently Satan took over all the churches on May 21st, 1988. What happened in 1988 exactly?). But hang on, what about 2012!?!?!?!?
I don't know about you, but I was kind of excited to see some major fireworks happening next year! I mean, I didn't even know the world was ending tomorrow until, like, now! I haven't called all my shots yet!! Anyways, all this apocalypse nonsense is pure unadulterated bs. Really, so far we haven't had a single piece of evidenc either historical or scientific that anything like this either has happened or will ever happen. I won't lie, I want to experience the giant sinkage of everything, safe on top of Table Mountain with one of those fold-up chairs and a big bucket of popcorn, but I just can't rationally believe this stuff. Same goes for everything else apocalypse-related. Except for the Warhammer ones, they're awesome.
Talking of which, I just can't help being an atheist, because that's what's logically put straight in my head. It's not even that the evidence for creationism and evolutionism is skewed (although of course everyone believes it is to one side or the other), it's just that that's what sits in my head, and you can't budge it. I guess it's the same for religious people as well, but that's kind of the point: it's not about evidence, it's about faith. I have lots of faith, just not in an intangible supreme being.
Heck, if I could believe in something, it would have to be Quetzalcoatl and co. Dude, ritual human sacrifices all the way! Seriously, I think we should play pok-a-tok/"the ball game" as an international-level sport... brutal like heck but seriously fun. Well, you can guess what I'm doing with my money when I'm older...
Hmm, hopefully I'll be able to write again tomorrow. If not, see you in heaven/hell/purge-o/six feet deep in soil, rotting away. Apologies for broken hearts, you know who you are.
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