Messianic Existentialism Date Thursday, April 25, 2024 - 07:15 AM PST Topic Religion Once upon a time, the human race was one with Nature and the Universe. We had everything we could ever really want and yet, somehow it wasn't enough. We had to have more. So we left Paradise to create a world of microwave ovens and barcodes. The Fruit of Free Will is the ungrateful malignance that blemishes the face of the Earth. We are so casual in our defiance of what really matters. The idea of building a missile for the purpose of conquering a cache of a limited, inefficient fuel that destroys our only home is tolerated because it connivances our lives full of microwave ovens packaged in barcodes and assembled by slaves. People would easily kill or ruin one another for a sleight increase in profit, and these are the people I'm here to save. It sickens mee to see people I share common genes with unleash lawyers upon one another in order to seize their dead father's estate. It sickens mee that the world I'm trying to save would rather crucify mee than listen to what I have to say. It doesn't bother mee that no one believes in mee. It doesn't stir mee that in all likelihood I'll be whining like this until something comes along and stops mee. It's not unsettling that I will in all probability have to die in order to get anyone's attention. What bugs mee is the thought that I may not make any difference whatsoever, just like my predecessor. I wonder if he hated the human race just as I do. Jesus complexs R us! This article comes from Shmeng http://www.shmeng.com/ The URL for this story is: http://www.shmeng.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=448