Are you a MAN?

How can a grown man believe in god?
This is what confuses me the most. Sorry ladies, don't worry, you're next.

You're a man and you believe in a guy that you'll never see and not only that but...
YOU WORSHIP HIM?

You worship a man? Are you fucking with me?

Let's not kid ourselves, most gods, are dudes. We call them father.  Gods swing a mighty dick.
Once you're old enough to live on your own you should be a little embarrassed to even look up to another man. You're supposed to become the man that gets looked up to. Can you imagine how weirded out you'd be if, when you were a kid, you found out you found out that your dad really looked up to, or worse yet, worshiped another man? On top of that your dad, the man you look up to as what it means to be a grown up has a fucking imaginary friend.  At least I can still respect my dad on that level if no other.

At what point to you become your own man? You fully-grown adolescent boys. Take down the posters of the musicians you idolized when you were 16, and stop pretending to believe on the heavenly father (and heaven it's self for that matter.)

For dick's sake! You're supposed to be a fucking man. Have some fucking pride or at least have the sense to pretend to.  Drop the imaginary man you're looking up to and worshiping and become that.


Thank you.




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