Stop telling me there is a god, and that he wrote this novel called the bible that shows you good morals. Stop telling me his son Jesus died for us, so we can live through him. Stop. If there was a man so mighty and powerful, why would innocent people die, why would people ******, betray, and lie? Why would we all decieve eachother and hurt our beloved? Why would human nature as a whole destroy everything in its wake?
Jesus Christ doesn't have the answers, God can't speak to you through the clouds and the light that shines. There are scientific explanations for why things happen, but there is no possible theroy telling us to ******, to love, to lie. It's in our blood, but God didn't make us this way. The devil didn't curse us.
Everyone fails to remember that the devil was gods favorite angel. We are all cold till the bone, no warmth in our souls. So stop telling me there is a man out there with love in his eyes and brown locks of shiny hair, wearing a white satin robe and leather sandals with Caucasian skin.
The universe is what we were made to believe in, the stars in the sky will align and tell you the truth, the planets and the moon.
The flowers will grow and wildlife will sing.
Stop believing in something you can't touch, nor feel.
Start believing in the nature surrounding you, it's everywhere. Your just failing to see it.
