Wouldn't even say I'm really nonreligious. I'd say that, at least in the mindstate that I'm in now, I'm an atheist. Probably because I'm all drunk, cynical and not giving a fukk, but I feel what sucks the most is knowing that your loved ones who died aren't in some beautiful place. They aren't somewhere picking flowers, drinking nice whiskey, and playing high end video games from the future. They're not even burning in hell for all eternity, wishing the whole while that they could go back and change just one thing, make a different decision somewhere.
Nah. They're nowhere. They simply don't fukking exist. Its even scarier when you think about it and realize that you won't exist anymore either, but that's so out of your hands you can't even dwell over it that much. But the people you've lost already. The people who were there and made a great, meaningful impact on your life, none of them, in any way, shape or form, exists anymore. The proper word, I feel for it, would be extinguished.
That's the worst part. Just as Christians know that Jesus died for their sins, I know that there is no life after death. Not trying to condemn religion or slander it or bring any type of hatred towards it. I'm happy I grew up a Southern Baptist. I was influenced by some really great people growing up that I only got to meet thru involvement in the church. I just happen to believe something else. And although I want to feel another way about life, the universe and everthing (heh), I really just can't. I wonder if religious views are programmed in you from the jump like (supposedly) attraction to one (or both) gender(s) is. I dunno though.
And now I"m rambling. Salignac got me spilling my guts
LOL @ all my parenthesis' breh
Nah. They're nowhere. They simply don't fukking exist. Its even scarier when you think about it and realize that you won't exist anymore either, but that's so out of your hands you can't even dwell over it that much. But the people you've lost already. The people who were there and made a great, meaningful impact on your life, none of them, in any way, shape or form, exists anymore. The proper word, I feel for it, would be extinguished.
That's the worst part. Just as Christians know that Jesus died for their sins, I know that there is no life after death. Not trying to condemn religion or slander it or bring any type of hatred towards it. I'm happy I grew up a Southern Baptist. I was influenced by some really great people growing up that I only got to meet thru involvement in the church. I just happen to believe something else. And although I want to feel another way about life, the universe and everthing (heh), I really just can't. I wonder if religious views are programmed in you from the jump like (supposedly) attraction to one (or both) gender(s) is. I dunno though.
And now I"m rambling. Salignac got me spilling my guts
LOL @ all my parenthesis' breh
for entering that less traveled frame of mind
, and do tell me how do you know what happens after you die? 
my bday is over so you can be as mean as you please 
All these fukking words, man. nikkaz ain't trying to read dissertations
