God

I've often found myself sitting and pondering the existance of God. Sounds pretty unhealthy right? Why challenge something as popular as God? It's like asking that really popular girl in the cafeteria for her lunch money. It's something you just don't do. Well I must. Why? Because why can't the concept of God be manmade, sorta like alcohol? It certainly can. You know something to keep the people of the world on a humanly moral track. It's worked so far hasn't it? Yeh we have Muslims, Christians, Hindus, Sikhs, Jews and about a billion other religions but for the most part it's kept people under control. It's banded people together, it's given them a support system. There's nothing wrong with that right? But how morally correct is it to believe in something just so we can avoid havoc? Let's all believe in God so we stop the process of survival of the fittest. Now instead of competing against one another for land and food, we're trying to act civil and coexist. But is that how it was really intended to be? That can't be good right? Imagine if we're all down here, and we should be competing and killing one another out depending on who's stronger and got the better survival skills, but what if this doesn't happen? Does that not plunge the world into more trouble?

To be honest, I believe in a higher power. Mostly because it gives me something to hold on to and keep me grounded. But think about it, for years, thru evolution the world has got to this point. No where was there a mention of God, until a few centuries ago when we humans created a language.

I don't condemn anyone in being religious. I would just like it if human could just consider their first religion to be humanity.

That's it.

Thank God.

Blogger Blogging.

I've never truly been a blogger. I've tried it here and there but I truly never go into it. I've always gave up, ain't that the story of my life. I don't know. I guess just never got how people can put their life on display for total strangers. But the more I think of it, the more intriguing and interesting the concept becomes. Most likely no one will ever read my lame blog and no one will ever care what it is I'm wasting my time typing or saying. But strangely enough this is going to be my therapeutic release. I've always maintained that I live in my own world. You know where no one else's opinion really counts? Like I get to pick what I let in and what I shut out. I pick what get's cutoff and what gets a life line. But it's not like that show, "Who wants to be a Millionaire". Definately not that kind of life line. Have I mentioned that I'm the randomest person in the world? Sometimes I get really hard to follow. I make loose associations and I'm even delusional at times. But rest assured I have yet to be diagnosed with schizophrenia. Though I happened to have diagnosed myself with borderline personality disorder. Is it true? God knows. If there is a God that is. That's another story. I'll type it out sooner or later. Hopeless romantic, mentally disturbed, poorly fated; I don't know, call me what you want because at the end of the day I'm just another blogger on greatly vast internet.