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I want to meet aliens, I'm fed up seeing these humans. It's always the same old story. Whole day is spent in God's glory. I don't have any interest in us. Loving, hating and fighting, all fuss. Space and time is what matters for me, I don't believe in God, there's no God for me. Now, people call me an atheist, that's what I hear everytime. But I know I'm just a scientist, I believe in what I see, my opinions don't mime. I can make an atom bomb And blow off this whole city somehow. Then I'll ask you people, Where's your God now? I'm a sceptical person, I agree. But my vision is clear; my mind is free. Call me whatever, I don't think about it twice. I'm happy with who I am, being yourself feels pretty nice.
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Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 5:43 AM UTC
Doubting God.
I want to meet aliens, I'm fed up seeing these humans. It's always the same old story. Whole day is spent in God's glory. I don't have any interest in us. Loving, hating and fighting, all fuss. Space and time is what matters for me, I don't believe in God, there's no God for me. Now, people call me an atheist, that's what I hear everytime. But I know I'm just a scientist, I believe in what I see, my opinions don't mime. I can make an atom bomb And blow off this whole city somehow. Then I'll ask you people, Where's your God now? I'm a sceptical person, I agree. But my vision is clear; my mind is free. Call me whatever, I don't think about it twice. I'm happy with who I am, being yourself feels pretty nice.
Exploring all kinds of perspectives.
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Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 5:43 AM UTC
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