My great grandma passed away a few days ago and I've been really really busy and tired. Just attending the funeral, bowing and kneeling a whole lot.
I wonder if Satanists have funerals. They probably would be having a whole lot of booze and music. More happening than Buddhists.
Anyway, I've been pretty ticked off because my dad's been trying to enforce Buddhism into me. Fuck that.
I don't believe in religions. It's just a comfort blanket to me; whenever something goes wrong, I pray. To who? Very smart question. I've got no idea. I just pray to whoever that accepts my prayer on the prayer highway to the different 'superior beings'.
"Holy shit. Paul is being a fucken asshole. I pray that he doesn't come over or that piece of shit is gonna get some serious-ass bitch slapping from me."
I don't believe that there's a superior being or if people can see God (universal term for all Gods, not just Catholic, Christianity etc.). You'll never know, they might have just smoked pot.
It's like telling yourself every single day that there's such a person as a sexy Santa, trying hard to convince yourself that all Santas are sexy beasts. To me, it doesn't work. Some people look at me as crazy because it isn't 'healthy' to not have a religion to believe in.
All I can give you is my right middle finger.
No one should ever impose a damn religion on me because I don't believe in it and my dad should know better than that.
So yesterday, I was in the car and it was the 23948204th time that I've shrugged off this Buddhism talk that he wants my uncle to give to us. He was going on and on about religion and all that fucking nonsense. I tell you, at times like this, you wish that you have an iPod with you.
THANK GOD FOR THAT. (ironic eh)
No point pushing all your credit to someone that doesn't exists physically right?
It's hard to tell someone to start believing in a religion especially if the person's brain capacity is the size of Nottie's mole but has the ability to absorb information the size of a Tic-Tac. And because COINCIDENTALLY my brain functions just like that, so, you know, too bad for my dad right.
I have always hated the concept of pushing someone's religion to someone else. Stop it. Fucking annoying and I don't care for your religion, so start telling me about something that I care about, like the next moshpit in the confessions' room or 100% discount off in FOS.
BEACH TOMORROW. FUCK YEAH, IT'S BEEN FOREVER HUNNNNNNEY!
