23 May 2010

Is the bible literally true? Two kinds of people ask this question;
those who believe that it really is and they then go on to quote from it
and those who are about to rip it to pieces.

This is my comment to the blog piece here;

The bible is full of contradictions and reads like an essay in Geneology. How can it be the word of god? It contains what god is supposed to have said to people who he appeared to when no-one else was there. Couldn't he have written it himself? Was he dyslexic? There weren't any tape recorders at the time but he could have improvised.

There have been no further releases in the last many hundred years. Has it ever occured to you that the bible is at best a collection of writings by desert dwellest trying to explain how they got here and how to look after their own and at worst, a tool to manipulate and control?


Want to guess which category I am from?

19 May 2010

My picture of Mohammed.


This is my picture of Mohammed. He is sitting on a nice porcelain toilet, the likes of which are mentioned in the Koran over a thousand years before they were discovered. You would think someone would have taken out a patent before Mr Crapper.

Notice the psychedelic art that has been added to the picture. It is well documented that Mohammed was a pot-head who invented the electric guitar when inserting wires thin enough to break in his 'wife' Aisha. Her writhing caused harmonic distortion that Mohammed was able to utilise through a Marshall stack and a humbucker pickup. The rosewood neck followed later when Aisha was able to be more accommodating.

He went on to tour extensively throughout the Middle East, developing an extreme reputation as a hedonistic pleasure seeker, taking on many male and female lovers. He was also rumoured to experiment with satanic worship before turning his back on sex drugs and paedophilia and opening up an antique shop in Eastbourne where he became friends with Ronnie Barker.

15 May 2010

Jesus torture porn.

My signature on Sheffield Forum used to be-

The world is slowly waking to the absolute nonsense of wizards, deities, magic, child bearing virgins and twisted death fetishists.

I came across a new expression recently, 'Torture Porn'. The reference in the film 'The Passion of Christ' is discussed here.

We tell children how christ was beaten, flogged and nailed to a cross to forgive them for their sins. How fucking sick is that? They see pictures of an alomst naked man, pierced by nails and dying and people think that's ok? If I showed my kids pictures of men in loin cloths having parts of their bodies involuntarily peirced by objects, I would probably have social services knocking on the door and rightly so.

This twisted death fetishism messes up kids' heads and should be banned.

The arrogance of christians

How can anyone believe in the literal interpretation Adam and Eve unless they are prepared to throw science and reason out of the window? It's mad enough that people think they have a relationship with god, the creator. Come on do you really think that the guy that made all this would want to talk to you or consider your pathetic prayers? Such arrogance.

This is my comment to the evangeilcal post on this blog. Where does this personal relationship with god come from? Adults are not supposed to have imaginary friends. How do they imagine it works? Is god able to communicate with every person on the planet simaeltaneously? Does he put his voice in peoples' heads or does he give them a 'sense' of what he wants them to do without actually speaking? Does a YouTube video pop up on their computer with a personal message from the saviour? Does he Twitter?

Does the one true god actually know about these new and innovative ways of reaching people? This is serious shit. People are going to die and go to hell because they never knew Jesus. If you have faith, it is your duty to preach and convert as many souls as possible to the way of the lord.

God will continue to do his bit by ................ erm ............. Well he must be doing something. Rapture? How much preparation does that need? Fixing the fault lines? Designing out congenital abnormalities? Setting up life on Alpha Centauri? Healing the odd person at Lourdes, getting his legal team together to defend Benny?

11 May 2010

Government

We have a new PM. He went to a place called Eton where he learned how to be a fag. I doubt he has any idea what the majority of people have to deal with in their daily lives.

The secular Lib Dem MP, Dr Evan Harris lost his seat much to the pleasure of some media idiots. The person who holds the 'potential' is Nick Clegg the Lib Dem leader who is MP for Sheffield Hallam. Not far from me and the most affluent place in the UK.

Why is there so much infusion between church and state? Why do so few MPs state their lack of belief? Politics has become so cheap. I doubt most MPs could hold a principle for longer than a minute if it didn't conform with the Party view.

I think we are heading for a global meltdown. Too many people on a too small planet. Too much being consumed and nothing left to replace it. If politics doesn't get radical soon and if punters don't realise we are in for a hard slog, future generations are going to be cursing us to their graves.

9 May 2010

Pain

I haven't been here for a while and I am amazed to find I have four followers. I used to look every day in the hope that I had at least one and no-one ever materialised.

I am going to try really hard from now on to post something regularly. It's interesting how I think I have all the answers (in a broad sense) when it comes to gods and religion but can I sort out my own life? No chance!

It must be so tempting for people to turn to a higher power because it is absolute shite knowing that I only have myself to hold to account for the situation that I am in. I can't blame god or look on it as a test of faith. I need to do something. No prayeres or divine inspiration or advice from a man of the cloth.

I recall a song by Slade many years ago. It never made it onto an album. It was a 'B side' called, "I'm me, I'm now and that's all". That pretty much sums it up. I'm not looking anywhere else for inspiration and I know I am causing others pain. I'm sat on the other side of a wall from the person who I thought would be my best friend and lover until one of us died. Now I know it cannot be. I have to find somewhere between self-preservation and doing what I think I 'should'. Talking of songs, I recall the line in "The Boys of Summer" that said, "You can never look back, you must never look back". It's hard though to draw a line and move on knowing the pain I have caused.