How can I not, when people disrespect so much in the name of faith? By conveniently picking bits and pieces from an old book. A book about a dude claiming he was the son of god. With stories written around 50-100 years after he died. With so many historical facts ass backwards they are hard to add up with a calculator. A dude who was appointed the son of god, by men voting 300 years later? Come on.

Nope. Can't say I do. Only time I spend time thinking of god is when I see or hear something completely insane believers say or do. (Which, when I come to think of it, is quite often. Dammit.) When this happens I giggle a little, then I proceed feeling sad that som many people, for so long time, have ruined so much for human kind with their believes and their urge to make others believe the same. There are plenty of fantasy books out there. Open your eyes.

No way maaaan! The internetz never lie! =)

"aaaw how cute!" not.

So, no? No irony then? Sir, are you an engineer?

It is not depressing. Snow is a miracle!

He still contributes?

But dont let your fairys affect me and my life. Thank you.

It is not about supporting gay marriage. It is then about supporting marriage. Why do you care who gets married? And why do you care what is in an old book? There are so much crap in there that people, christian people who destain gay marriage, ignore. Divorce, tattoos - look in the old testament there are a lot of juciy stuff in there that if not lived by should result in death.
But no no, people just choose what is convenient to live by. That is what makes me a bit tired of this whole religion thing.
And that fact that someone do believe that the earth is 6000 years old. Believing that while driving pick up truck full of fuel? Com on.
And! Look at all the big religions, then look at the size of planet earth. Then look at the milky way and then look at the universe. So all gods for all religions just choose this planet? And never ever mention anything else? Even though they created everything?
By all means, believe in fairy tales if it makes you get through your day.

I still smile. I want to see it again.

For what?

I am.