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Gray hair from a civil/revolutionary war probability. (Gray from tyranny = granny?)

If one doesn’t find enjoyment or pleasure out of trying to eliminate injustices or right wrongs, one should find something else to do that he or she enjoys.

There’s a reason why people who stay at home to watch football on Sundays are happier than those that go to church.

And why does happiness matter? Well, if Heaven is so great, what does that really mean unless it brings one complete joy?

Is Heaven sitting around griping about the gays? Is it a never-ending Bible read? Do they sit around, constantly complaining about how corrupt the young people in Hell are?

The idea that happiness on Earth doesn’t matter spits in the face of the Garden of Eden. The Garden of Eden was a perfect paradise. Doesn’t that mean that Adam and Eve had to be happy? Of course, if they were perfectly content, why did they eat from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil? Well, to use an analogy, is it not the case that one can be having a great time, but make a grave mistake that directly affects his or her life negatively forever? Can’t a man, driving to the beach to go on vacation, accidentally strike and kill a child with his car, and thus, spend significant time behind bars?

Of course, Adam and Eve disobeyed a direct commandment. But they did not know just how negatively it was going to affect them, and the rest of the world (for the entirety of its existence). This does not mean that they should not have been punished. One, of course, can lament about “why they [we] were ever doomed to failure”, much like one can lament “why the child ever ran out in front of the car”. But what happened happened. Nothing can change it.

In saying all of this, I am very thankful that I am [no longer] like most religious conservatives. To the religious conservatives, the entire world is a lost cause. All of us sinners are going to Hell (except for the 30 or so that meet in this specific building every Sunday). The rules and regulations to live by to avoid Hell are simply impossible to live by. It is the equivalent of a government with hundreds of thousands of various laws, most of which no citizen really understands (or is even aware of), and many of the rules are so nonsensical that it truly takes a fear of punishment to make one ever even consider abiding by them. You live in constant fear of violating even one of the countless laws, and the government of God will have no mercy on a law-breaker after one dies (which one is never sure of, so this anxiety continues in perpetuity). But the difference between government and God is that, at least to many, an unjust government is possible. But the idea of an unjust GOD is NOT possible to Christians and conservatives.

I am ashamed to admit that I used to BE one of those religious conservatives. My life was anxious and Puritanical seemingly constantly (I was lucky enough to get minor breaks from my own self-torture every now and then). It truly was Hell on Earth. I know you probably won’t believe me, but I was fucking MISERABLE. More miserable that I can describe in this piece (but I discuss it a lot here). But by divine intervention, my life changed completely, and forever. I know how that sounds, because I know how typical conservatives use it. But I can only say that I am being genuine, and it is up to you whether or not you believe me. I understand skepticism. It is warranted (thanks to religious conservatism that I used to be a part of).

It is only by the grace of God that I value my happiness here on Earth. (I understand many will say “Well, I’m not religious, and I value my happiness”, or “But you never would’ve gone through that had you never been introduced to religion in the first place.” I’m not going to debate it here. Agree to disagree? Call me a “dumbass believer” on your own blog?) I may never know why He saved me that Hell, of believing that my suffering somehow created my path to Heaven (thus making me purposefully torture myself psychologically), but I am eternally grateful for it. Clearly, there is a difference between the paradise that Eden was and what happened to the world after the fruit was eaten; a difference between me driving to the beach, and me killing a child with my car accidentally. Me killing a child with the car didn’t create the happiness that I had when I envisioned what the beach was going to be like. Clearly.

I get to experience the goodness of God, without EVER being ABLE to “repay” Him in any way, shape, or form. There is no gift that I can give to the Almighty. I was merely given the gift of eternal life through Christ. And it wasn’t because of anything I did: it was merely because God cares about me.

I think this will, ultimately, be the only thing that keeps me from pulling my hair out when I notice government becoming more and more tyrannical, with, seemingly, not enough people realizing it. I think this will be the only thing to keep me sane if I am unfortunate enough to live through a revolutionary war, or if I am kidnapped by my government. Thankfully, if they kill me, they will have only freed me.

#Calexit (#Brexit, etc.).

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Murderers in Heaven

If Christ has forgiven a variety of sinners of all different kinds of sins, I have to believe that murder and rape are included in these sins that are forgiven. That’s a really deep statement. I don’t recall a provision where murder, or rape, or any sin was deemed “unforgivable”. Perhaps I’m missing one. I seem to recall something about “unbelief” being the only “unforgivable” sin. But the thought of murderers and rapists being in Heaven is quite a profound statement. Statements like that help one truly grasp the nature of God’s forgiveness through Christ.

Some may see that as weakness on the part of the Lord, but let’s not forget about Hell. Of course, there will be those that will be punished. But that suffering would affect us all if we went there, regardless of what our sins were. “How do you think we’d feel if we were murdered? Or if one of our loved ones were?” Believe me, I completely understand your point. But hear me out. According to the Bible, all deserve eternal suffering, whether or not one ever murders. That’s quite interesting, isn’t it? Surely a murderer deserves Hell more than, say, an atheist, correct? But aren’t both classified as “sins” according to the Bible? That’s interesting. Does Hell have “layers”, such as in “Dante’s Inferno”? I haven’t read enough on the Bible to develop an opinion regarding how Hell is structured. I’m sure someone could send me verses to enlighten me on that fact.

Does the fact that we all justly deserve Hell make our suffering more “manageable” to us if we were to go there? Surely it’s “Hell” for a reason. Surely “Hell” means something. It means eternal suffering, correct? Well, regardless of one’s sins, I have to feel some sympathy for anyone that ends up in Hell. I don’t see how one could truly not feel sympathy for that person. According to my clearly amateurish understanding of Hell, it’s too horrific for there to not be sympathy felt. It truly shows the tragedy of evil. We all end up losing because of it.

I think it shows that we all share a common humanity as well. It shows empathy: we all deserve Hell, but none of us want to go there. I think that truly says something about humanity and love, even if some of us do murder. Clearly, murder should be dealt with. On Earth, it makes sense that murderers should be stopped when they murder, whether through imprisonment or death. An eye for an eye, afterall, is the ultimate sign of “justice“. It’s much harder to truly condemn someone to Hell in your mind when you realize that everyone justly deserves it. It makes you realize that God has forgiven you, and that even the perpetuators of the worst crimes imaginable can receive sympathy. They do deserve to come to justice, but there’s certainly a tragic element involved from multiple standpoints. The most obvious (and deserving) tragic elements are the people upon whom the crimes are committed. Then, it follows that their loved ones deserve sympathy (and even the loved ones of the criminal). But it is, understandably so, much harder to proclaim that the criminals deserve sympathy. I can’t imagine what it would feel like to be overwhelmed with a desire to kill an innocent person, but I realize that people like that exist. It makes me sad. I just feel sad about the whole situation. It is hard for me to be angry at the murderer. I completely understand the justified anger that people feel, but I myself feel more sad than angry.

It would make more sense if, say, only murderers went to Hell. That would make the concept of “Hell” an easier pill to swallow. But even if Hell was occupied only by murderers, I’d still feel sad, and feel sympathy. I’d still ask “Why do they feel compelled to murder?” If one truly grows up in a violent household, it makes sense to lament at the entire situation (but, of course, not excuse the murder. It should still be dealt with). But if one grows up “normally”, but still murders, there is still a sympathy that I’d feel for the murderer. It’s the tragic “Why?” that we all have any time a situation like this occurs.

However, according to the Bible, it isn’t the case that Hell is occupied solely by murderers. It is hard to accept the scope of things that makes one a sinner in the eyes of God. Why should I be punished for Adam and Eve’s doing? I, admittedly, don’t understand the scope of God’s justice. It may be hard for people to understand why I’m saying this, but I can accept that God is, in fact, just. I don’t know how to convince anyone with “evidence”, and I’m not going to. Ridicule me as a “crazy conservative” if you must. Ultimately, I think the debate between “believers” and “non-believers” is pointless. I think “live and let live” is a much better alternative. The fact that Hell is not composed solely of murderers makes me question a lot of my views regarding ethics, justice, and forgiveness. I certainly think there is a place for justice and a place for forgiveness. It is not up to me to tell someone when they should be enraged or when they should forgive, but this is merely my perspective on the topic. I’m clearly not a “divine authority”. It’s just interesting. I’m not quite sure why I’m so sympathetic. I just always have been. It’s just who I am.

As I said, I just thought this was interesting. I’m not passing any judgment: just bringing up a point. One that I have not noticed brought up, is all.

I guess the “moral” is that justice doesn’t always bring one pleasure. It makes sense to me that God does not take pleasure in the destruction of the wicked.

This, of course, says a lot about religious conservatives, but that’s a topic for another time (and yes, I understand that even they can be forgiven. I used to be one of them).

I will conclude by saying, of course, murderers should not be free to murder. But the point is that God is infinite in His existence. His way of dealing with things such as murder transcends what we, as humans, are able to do. I think that is extraordinarily profound. And I thought this all worth mentioning, as evidenced by the fact that I wrote this.

(As I go back and reread this, I understand how my understanding of things like this helps shape my “depression“. There’s some deep truths to smart people being more depressed than dumber people).

Christianity.

Free Will Contradictions.

Christianity videos.

A Philosopher’s Mind.

Highly Sensitive Mind.

Individual.

Excerpts from “Torture”.

Excerpts from my fiction.

“Conquering the Demons”

The anxieties of the past
Still haunt
Devouring the eternally saved soul

There is no Heaven on Earth
The Devil has you
In his grip of worry

A torture
Created in youth
Remaining for a lifetime

A light shines
But it does not comfort
The fear follows it

The words
They remain

The worries
Still remain

It cripples

When will they go away?
And how?

They comfort no longer
If they ever did

Courage
And bravery
Never come easily

If he can face death,
Can he face anything?

Can he face the advice?
The religion?
The judgment?

Surely, he must
With time

The balls and chains of the past
Must become memories
For the promise to be fulfilled

A faith
That waits
And yearns
For relaxation
And writing

A carefree expression
Of peace
And catharsis
And carefulness
And, hopefully, success

The anxieties of the past
They haunt

The scrupulous self-judgment
Of every word
But not productive
As with writers

Nay, of the
Suffering of the
Conservatives
Where there is no peace

Independence
And isolation
Tease and taunt

The anxieties bark

They howl

They SCREAM

And they scare

They remind

They teach

They destroy

It takes a miracle to leave them
That can only come through self-meditation
Deep thought
And contemplation

The words
Still remain

They will know no rest

But the mind
Still yearns for peace
And relaxation
And isolation

The God
Once praised by anxiety
Now praised by relaxation

A culture shock
Shakes you to the core

Everything you once knew
Was a lie

And so, you sit
Naked, and afraid

But peaceful

But anxious

But peaceful…

But anxious……

No perfect way

To end the poem……….

Christianity.

Conserv.

Free Will Contradictions.

“The Bolt”

If you have ever been introduced to religious conservativeChristianity”, you know that feeling you get when you feel like you have sinned? That you aren’t good enough for God? That you are a sinner, and there’s no way out? Or that you can never get close enough to God? That torturous guilt, unbearable fear, and intractable sadness?

Well, that is “The Bolt”!
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Keep your eyes
Towards the Heavenly skies
And welcome to the surprise of
The Bolt

Keep your head down
To the Heavenly crown
Lest ye make God frown:
Accept the Bolt

Don’t have too much fun
Bathing in the sun
Because it’s time to run
Into the Bolt

Don’t think about sex
Or you’ll cause God to vex;
Don’t worry about the complex
Because “the Bolt”

Women will trap you
And try to seduce you
So we will abuse you
WITH THE BOLT!!!

Do not relax:
Absorb BIBLICAL FACTS
To stay on the right track:
Here’s SOME BOLT.

Don’t ask deep questions
About whether the Devil will get ya
Because we will upset ya:
THE BOLT!

That dreaded evil science,
How dare it defy us!
God will make all fry for us
WITHOUT BOLT!

We scare you with love,
God’s gift from above,
Represented by doves:
THE BOLT!

Come to our churches
And listen to our sermons
Lest ye be sinful vermin:
ACCEPT THE BOLT!

The world’s full of sinners
But we’re God’s first winners
Cause we pray before dinner
WITH THE BOLT!

We kill all pleasure
To an unholy measure
And destroy all man’s leisure
WITH THE BOLT!!!!!!

God damn all those famous;
Gay boy-on-boy anus;
No way to contain us:
THE BOLT!

We have Ten Commandments
Which God uses to judge us
And ultimately destroy us
WITHOUT THE BOLT!!!!!!

Don’t sleep tonight
Without looking up high
And telling the Almighty goodnight
WITH THE BOLT!!!!!!!!!!!!

Check all your sins;
Measure your heart from within
To make sure you win
WITH THE BOLT!!!

Convert other people
To come under our steeple
Because we are all sheeple
UNDER THE BOLT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

All will fry forever
Because God’s trust has been severed
Because we thought we were clever
BUT THE BOLT!

In the end, there’s not darkness
But ultimately hotness
For those who were thoughtless
OF THE BOLT!!!!!!

Jesus died for your sins
So that you could come in
To our church and begin
ACCEPTING THE BOLT!!!!!!
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Free Will Contradictions.

Religious.

“The Grasp”.

“The Grip”.

Small Town Religion.

“The Grip”

It starts with the foreskin
The first thing to go
Lest you catch a disease
From a filthy ho

Then comes desire
It must be squelched
Before the Great Lake of Fire
Consumes your bones with a mighty belch

Then comes talk
About love, and marriage
Where people who want a fuck
Create righteousness through a carriage

Then comes the yelling, the screaming,
The nasty divorce
And the children with mental disorders
Due to all of the chaos, of course

The unwanted children,
The broken homes,
When all could be fixed
With birth control and condoms

But we need more miserable people
To fill up our pews
And worship the Lord
And then watch the news

Pushed underground
Is the sexual desire
Much like the drug lords
That the druggies hire

Same for the guns
And ALL illegal things
They lead to black markets
And immoral police stings

All the horny children
Sit, hard and wet,
Terrified of the consequences,
Lest they forget…

They try too hard
To make love work
All because they can’t admit
That they want to pork

What they have been taught
Is not love
It isn’t a divine message
Sent from above

It is guilt and terror
About tits and asses,
Vaginas and cocks,
And cum on glasses

Fear of the touch
Fear of the skin
Fear of too much
Fear of living in SIN

None of these people
Can relax when they cum
They can’t experience
That sex was made to be fun

Please ignore your pastors
And your uptight churches
Don’t worry about Hellfire
And the Devil, who torches

Be smart about sex
Know the real consequences
Like having children
Or really bad itches

But when you’re on top
Of your girl or your guy
Let yourself go
Let yourself fly

Enjoy the touch
Enjoy the heat
Let the pedestrians
Hear you from the street

Take it slow
Take it fast
Make it quick
Make it last

Explore, enjoy
Never stop fucking
Cum to your heart’s content
Never stop sucking

Enjoy each other’s bodies
And each other’s minds
Enjoy his hot cock
Enjoy her insides

Cum where you want
And fear not God
For sex was created by Him
Use your hole, use your rod

But use common sense
Always be smart
Fuck with your genitals
AND with your heart

Be smart, be safe,
Be consensual, be dirty,
Be sweaty, be loving,
Be gentle, be hurty

But the most important thing
Is to relax and enjoy it
For that is what it’s for
Please don’t destroy it…

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(Wrote in probably 10-15 minutes, to brag for marketing purposes. Lol. It ended up taking a very different turn than I thought it would when I first came up with the idea. It was initially going to be much more sad, but it took a more positive route when I started writing, which is very odd for me…lol)

My poetry.

Christianity.

Offend the Fuck Out of People.

Gay stuff.

Things for sale on Kindle (including my first poetry collection).

Politics.

Economics.

Voluntarism and Capitalism.

Parody about masturbation.

Another funny masturbation video.

“Fear”

Vex not Thou the Poet's Mind

There is fear everywhere.

There is fear in the world,
a dark smog that slithers
in the liberating air
and smothers its victims,
even as they seem to breathe
unhindered.

There is fear in the land of the free
and the home of the brave,
the land of slaves
and the home of cowards.
Ever since the towering, progressive barks
were pierced by the terrorist beaks,
it is safe to give a stranger a second glance,
lest smoke cover the city again.

There is fear in school
where dwells a cesspool
of excerpts and abridged texts;
no debate, no hungry minds,
where you must edit your sentences
in mid-tongue,
lest you set someone on fire
and be gently,

and slowly,

locked into a censored prison.

There is fear in the House of God.
Thou shalt most certainly not
question the pastor,
nor challenge the congregation,
nor think for yourself;
You must save…

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The Conflict between Freedom and Restraint in Robert Louis Stevenson’s The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde and Oscar Wilde’s The Picture of Dorian Gray

My best friend is a literary genius…

Christianity.

Moral.

Devin Stevens Presents Literature

In the last few decades of nineteenth century Victorian England, the moral disposition that Queen Victoria had ushered in with her rule began to be challenged. Individuals questioned the authenticity of morality in both public and private life. It is not a mistake that two literary works close in time, Robert Louis Stevenson’s The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (1886) and Oscar Wilde’s The Picture of Dorian Gray (1890) both present characters who fail miserably to control the evil inherit in their own hearts.

Stevenson’s work presents a man named Dr. Jekyll who concocts a potion that transforms him into a hideous being: Mr. Hyde. Up to this point, the local officials, including the narrator, Mr. Utterson, have searched for Edward Hyde, wanting to prosecute him for crimes he’s committed in London (the beating of a little girl and murder of an old man). One night, they…

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