I hate a lot

I hate a lot.

I personally think that humanity cannot be saved.

I believe that we are doomed.

I don’t enjoy living because so many people make life not worth living.

These people make life the worst but act as if they own their own lives.

I cannot understand that.

Some people believe they are owed a life and don’t owe a life.

Many people think they have another life waiting for them, which is why they act the way they do. Yet, they are just in denial.

No one has any idea what is waiting for them. You can claim any idea or theory, but you are just tricking yourself.

I believe that nothing waits at the end of life.

I believe that there is no point in trying to care about a greater being.

Yet, I would like the idea of there being a greater being.

If a God did exist, I wouldn’t worship him.

I may have mentioned this before.

If God could prove himself to me, I would laugh at him.

I would be unable to control my laughter.

Why would I worship a God that lets this all happen?
Why should I worship a God that punishes others because of what they believe in? Why should I love a God that makes me suffer so I can “Feel pain”?

It makes no sense.

God should love me no matter what. He should understand me no matter what.

Yet, here I am.

No evidence.

He doesn’t understand me.

He doesn’t get me.

Not even I understand me.

Not even I get me.

I’m a fraud.

They are a fraud.

We all are frauds.

Our life is not for others, it is for ourselves.

God proves that by not caring.

If our life was for the many, God would announce himself to the many. Yet, he hasn’t even said anything to the one.

I can’t say I believe in a God.

I’d like to out of interest and fun.

But, life just proves that he doesn’t exist.

If I tried to make an excuse, I’d be in denial.

I’d be stupid.

I’d be worse than stupid.

I’d be ignorant.