We like to kill each other. We have the strangest ideas about what constitutes 'being a man'. We are just plain stupid. We all deserve to be killed. Like, right now, and (holy crap) I honestly believe we deserve that. That's why when I reflect on what Jesus did, it seems so awesome. As stupid as we are, as messed up, and completely idiotic, someone still thought it was worth dying for us.
I have no words that effectively describe how I feel about humans sometimes. I get these moods where I just wish some huge hole would appear in space and suck us all down into a bloody space/time vortex.
Well, not all of us. Just all the ones that unrealistically believe they're worth something more than a dead fly in a pile of horse crap. Those people upset me so much.
You think you're cool hey? Tell me how you can be cool and wear your jeans about your thighs at the same time? Tell me how you can be cool, and yet objectify the crap out of every girl you've ever met? Tell me how it's possible to be cool and have no respect for the opposite gender? How can you be cool and yet treat everyone else like sh*t? Tell me, my friend, how the hell can you be 'cool', and yet be so singularly 'un-cool' at the same damn time?
I wish I was like Jesus. Because then I could forgive those people. And hell, I try. And, hell, it doesn't work. But the fact is, Jesus thought it was worth dying for us. And if these people all mean something to Him, then they should sure as hell mean at least something to me.
I just wanted to get all that off my chest. Carry on.
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Ouch?
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