You Think You Know

When you think you know everything, you know nothing. You miss stuff.

The devil’s in the details, sure enough.

Every sort of evil in this world depends on you, the mark, missing vital details, the important stuff. Hell, if you didn’t miss that stuff, if you weren’t so easily distracted and so remarkably trusting, so easily led, you might actually use your incredible gift of a brain to add two and two. To step back and take a look at the bigger picture.

We weren’t gifted with this brain above all other species on Earth to have it go to Sponge Bob. But keep offering yourselves on the altars. Go ahead.

Plenty of religions out there for you in case Christian, Muslim, Jew, Hindu, Baptist, Lutheran, Catholic, Mormon, et. al., don’t work for you. There’s politics, gay rights, anti-gun nuts, Occupy Outhouse, MADD, the Liberal Left, Pro-life, Pro-choice, the Religious Right, even the War on Drugs–any Thing or Group or Organization, holy or otherwise, seeking to restrict your personal freedom has converts, loyal followers worshipping on an altar of someone else’s making. Buckle Up, No Smoking, etc., just minor inconveniences, right? Legislated to serve, who? Not you, the victim, the mark. Not Freedom. Not Nature’s God.

There’s a reason the road to hell is paved with good intentions.

If you want to know God, then look at Nature. The rules are simple. Basic math.

So, whose purpose do you serve? To your dying breath, you have a choice, but no one’s telling you that, are they? You might wander away from them, their causes, their many sided religions. Hell, you might accidentally find God.

I’m just here to observe, to witness. I see that now. Here and gone. Like a thief in the night.

Consider yourself told.


Questioning Reincarnation


The real question may turn out to be not who you might have been, or how many lives you’ve had, but how many ways have you died?

No one ever asks.

Absolute Proof God Exists

Post on a forum by a novelator:

If you really want absolute proof that God exists, the proof has been sitting there in your pretty little head since you first discovered two spoonfuls of Mommy’s pudding are better than one.


Mathematics is a universal language that bridges all other languages here on this planet. Everything we know and do here is predicated on our understanding of math. And we’re born with this basic knowledge that one piece of candy plus one piece of candy equals more than just one piece of candy.

Mathematics is the only language everyone on this planet speaks. The workings of the entire Universe, indeed, even down to the cells of your body, can be explained, proven or disproved, by math. All our modern conveniences–math. Even to the earliest recorded time of Man’s existence, Man did not exist without math–think seasons. Without math, none of us survive.

So, then you have to ask yourself who created Mathematics, this universal language? Why are we all born knowing it, innately, no one tells us, we just know, instinctively? And then, if you’re the least bit honest with yourself or others, if you have that kind of courage, you have to admit that, at a minimum, there being this mathematical underpinning to the entire Universe, even a set of finite rules that make up a foundation, the base foundation of all Existence, there must also be a Mind behind it all.

God is a mathematical certainty, if you dare, because God made math and gave it to us all.

And if not God, who? Who created Mathematics and instilled it inside of us all?