If God exists, he doesn't have time for your bullshit prayers
So, you believe that there is an all-powerful being who, moment by moment, for all time, sustains the existence of every atom of every star of every galaxy, every millimeter of an infinite universe by continually willing it to exist… a being in whom all other beings live and move and have their being… a being who was apparently too busy doing all that to intervene in any way at all to stop the Third Reich, even though all he would’ve had to do was STOP causing Hitler to exist… and that this being somehow gives a shit about whether or not someone on one miniscule dot of a planet masturbates? Or whether two men get married? This being has time to waste on tallying every time anyone anywhere says a naughty word? It’s like, “I’m concentrating on preventing entropy from devouring everything instantly, and you’re bugging me with petty bullshit like making sure you have nice weather for your picnic tomorrow and asking whether it’s okay for you to have a beer? Fuck off, I’m busy dealing with real problems here.”
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