You bow and pray, to the neon god you made

Yesterday just 20 views of the post about death while the post about my personal things has 200 views. I cannot believe people's ignorance. It's sickening.

My entire life has led me to this very moment, I finally arrived to a place where I am okay with the truth: ignorance is unlimited and no one can be pushed into spirituality and awakening.

I am not concerned anymore about your suffering. But understand that your daily boredom and depression comes from your ignorance. You're like robot; programmed by this wonderful society. So common, so weak. Masturbatory. 

You have no energy to see your real situation

You're too busy holding onto mommy's hand. Thinking how wonderful you are, how sensitive, how unique. You are not unique! The scenario of your life  has already been written by others. 

You may know this but you don't care. Fuck it, you say. You are the ultimate cynic. That's how you live! In a deep warm shit. What have they done to you? 

I wonder do you have a choice at all?

You see, it's warm in this shit. You don't want to leave, you hate to be cold. And you worry, oooh, how you worry, twenty-six hours a day! And what do you think you worry about?... About you! What about you? What's in this shit for you? What's gonna happen to you? 

Such egomania! So horrendous. But fascinating!

You are just like a greedy ape who reaches through an opening for a seed and cannot relinquish control, nothing will make him drop that seed. The hand will cling even after you hack off the arm, so you too, you will die holding onto shit. 

But why? 

Because you are a poor baby. 

You love Jesus who is bleeding, nailed to the cross. That's your symbol. You're not interested in the Christ who was resurrected and ascended. You want to be a loser; you don't want to awake. Listen your songs, turn on the television and look the talk shows you watch: poor baby to the end. 

Poor baby, praying to the poor baby.

How can you believe in something so ridiculous like God?

The religion is the greatest bullshit story ever told. Religion has actually convinced you that there's an invisible God living in the sky who watches everything you do, every minute, every day. And the invisible God has a special place for you if you don't follow him, the place full of fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and scream and cry forever and ever until the end of time.

But religion says... He loves you!

You're trying to believe that there is a God, who created you in his own image and likeness, loves you very much, and keeps a close eye on you. 

You're really trying to believe that, but I have to tell you, the longer you live, the more you look around, the more you realize, something is fucked up.

You believe in God who could make good people as easily as bad, yet he made so many assholes. You believe in God who can make everyone happy, yet he never made a single person happy. Finally, with divine apology, he invites you, a poor, abused slave, to worship him.

Something is wrong here.

Do you ever see that nothing exists around you, all is a dream. you, your parents, your kids, neighbors, friends... everyone you know, your very God, life, mankind, the world, the sun, moon, stars - all a dream, all without being, without existence. 

Strange, indeed, that you don't see that life is only a vision, fiction! 

Your life is hysterically insane - constant struggle to earn money for surviving, fighting diseases, hunger, filth, poverty, pains, old age and what is awaiting you on the end... the death. Holy Shit! 

If this is the best your God can do for you, I am not impressed. Results like these do not belong to a good resume. This is the kind of shit you'd expect from an office bureaucrat with a bad attitude not from God.

Do you see that your life is impossible except as a dream? 

Do you see that your life is pure insanity, the silly creation of an imagination that is not conscious of its freaks. It is your dream, you are maker of it, but you're stupid to understand that.