I am proud that I've chosen to be aware. I am proud I've been able to look past the stare of a pious-eyed, doofus who runs round amuck seeking "glorified" reasons to not give a fuck. I am proud that I know at sunrise or sunset that it isn't a MIRACLE...just science, better yet a natural order of things, not a one truly knows-- at least on THIS planet--and knowledge still grows. The Christians all say life was made from some sand and their "stories" and such are so sweet and so grand but I just can't subscribe to what makes little sense. So, here I am now, ever "proud" yet incensed. A fledgling "agnostic"...on the proverbial fence.
Reason for writing:
Happy Easter yall!....Seriously. :) It's at least a good reason to share a bountiful meal with friends and family and...err.. buy a beautiful new dress.
P.S.
I had no idea that this piece would be met with so many, "pussies".
Birth sign: Pisces
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