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The Desk.

A Dignified Countenance, and a little bit of Soul.

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

She thinks I'm afraid of It. That's how she said it anyway. But if fear were in my heart, I would not voluntarily subject myself to the perpetual contemplation of the matter. I propose that it is fear which keeps men in their place, not drives them from it. Fear makes men subordinate; the powers that be use it to take advantage of men. They go and they worship It and they tell themselves they're supposed to believe, but really it's the fear of It that keeps them there, not faith. I know this because I used to be one. When I started to realize the Truth, I was afraid. Afraid that something or someone would strike me down for my thoughts. That was until I saw that the Light and the Power and everything else about It was not a sovereign being of itself, but it was in fact within me. (note the earlier post where I explain how I'm God) I agree that some people run away from It because they cannot accept the Truth, and we fear that which we don't understand. But I fully understand It, and that is why I left. I did not tuck tail and run, but rather I stare It in the eye and tell it to fuck off. I'm an atheist because I go to church, not in spite of it. And the more I go to church and the more I study the Bible and the more evangelism I witness, the more secure I become in my faith.
|And the Lord spake unto the masses@ 8:26 PM|

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