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Originally Posted by Nephythys
no- just sick of the crap you say about Him.
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And that is how wars are started.
Maybe some of us are sick of god being brought into everything. We have our own minds. We can think for ourselves. God does not make anyone do anything they don't want to do. SHE is not at the root of all evils. There is no hard, scientific proof that god exists. If you have some, please, provide it*.
God is something that some people believe in. Fine. But god is not something that everyone belives in. When the entire world realizes that everyones interperations of god are different, and accept that not everyone will believe in the same god, then maybe we can have peace. Until then, this you insulted my god, my god is the right way, I am the defender of god mentality will continue to result in violence. All in the name of something that may or may not exist.
*and no, the bible does not count. It was not written by the hand of god. It could have been written by someone on an acid trip for all we know.
This reminds me of a song. It's fitting here.
One Tin Solider
Listen, children, to a story
That was written long ago,
'Bout a kingdom on a mountain
And the valley-folk below.
On the mountain was a treasure
Buried deep beneath the stone,
And the valley-people swore
They'd have it for their very own.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
So the people of the valley
Sent a message up the hill,
Asking for the buried treasure,
Tons of gold for which they'd kill.
Came an answer from the kingdom,
"With our brothers we will share
All the secrets of our mountain,
All the riches buried there."
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
Now the valley cried with anger,
"Mount your horses! Draw your sword!"
And they killed the mountain-people,
So they won their just reward.
Now they stood beside the treasure,
On the mountain, dark and red.
Turned the stone and looked beneath it...
"Peace on Earth" was all it said.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.
Go ahead and hate your neighbor,
Go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of Heaven,
You can justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowing
Come the judgement day,
On the bloody morning after....
One tin soldier rides away.