Besides the fact that dead Jewish men don't come back to wife after three days of being deceased, I simply never could see the sense in loving my life, for 6 months out of the God damn year, revolve around the mystical aura based upon the story of some flying in the sky, long-dead fucking JEW; especially one born of a fucking prostitute many years ago, in all fucking reality, may have had some and, yet completely unworkable in all reality, ideas for Humanity in general, but later became a storybook character based upon the mythical conception of several, "dying and rising" Greek gods and goddesses. Especially one coverages humans to aggravate themselves to fucking death, best, by going shopping for only assholes on the fucking list-call super simple purpose of celebrating his LONG-DESEASED fucking ass!!!
When I was 8 years old at the table of my Aunt Rita and Uncle Sal Monti, then WHITE, but now predominantly BLACK-but still middle, and upper middle class as was always the case, North Baldwin, New York on Western Long Island, at the age of eight, immediately upon sitting down, I reached across the table for everything I liked. Yeah, the fucking cranberry sauce and the fucking stuffing because I always hated turkey and thought it tasted like regurgitated vomit!!!
Anyway, my Cousin, Gary, " correcting me as to how we had to say "Grace" before the meal, you know, the very same pathetic Lord's Prayer said at the end of AA meetings, in some parts of America, I ALREADY KNEW THAT I WAS MY OWN GOD. NOT TO MENTION, MY OWN SATAN AS WELL; SATAN, I WAS TO LEARN, WOULD BE THE HUMAN RACE IN GENERAL FOR MANY YEARS TO COME.
Literally getting up from the fucking table, loudly, I announced the following: " WHERE THE HELL ARE WE THANKING GOD FOR THIS FOOD??? GOD DIDN'T MAKE THIS FOOD!!!! MOM BUYS IT WITH MONEY AT THE SUPERMARKET!!!!"
I guess I was already a candidate for the most wonderful After School Satan Club; however, I just didn't know it at the time!!!! Got truck listening to the Iron Maiden album, Number of the Beast, plus Motley Crue, Venom, King Diamond/Mercyful Fate, and yes, Slayer, the Japanese band better known as Loudness.
Picking up Anton LaVey's book, The Satanic Bible, I soon soon learned the TRUTH. THERE WAS NO SUCH THING AS JESUS CHRIST, NOT TO MENTION, NO SUCH THING IS YAWEH, ALLAH, OR ANY OF THE OTHER, FOR THE MATTER OF THE RECORD!!!! I ALREADY REALIZED THAT THERE WAS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING THAT GAVE A FLYING FUCK ABOUT ME; NOTHING, BESIDES MY IMMEDIATE FAMILY - MY PARENTS.
Wasting my time, at the time, going to fucking AA and NA meetings, but still on the Marijuana Maintenance Plan, having moved my parents to Orlando, Florida, I began to study the Satanic Bible. Realizing that there was no invisible fucking man in the sky who would wash my mouth out with soap every fucking time I said a profane word, I still remember walking into an AA meeting.
The topic being the third step, as I remember, some Southern fried as Bojangles fried chicken, Christian redneck from Dixie motherfuker chairing the meeting that night having told me, " you do realize that profanity is not a sign of spiritual growth", I proceeded to put the mother fucker in his goddamn place!!! Literally saying the following: " THAT DEPENDS ON WHAT FUCKING GOD YOU BELIEVE IN; IT DOES SAY, ' CAME TO BELIEVE IN GOD AS WE UNDERSTOOD HIM"; IT DOES NOT SAY, " CAME TO BELIEVE IN JESUS FUCKING CHRIST AS THE GOD DAMN SOUTHERN BAPTIST CHURCH DEFINES JESUS!!!!"
Oh well, right then, I learned what Anton LaVey was talking about, in his book The Satanic Bible!!! Particularly the part where he said about fetishes, when not satisfied appropriately because they are seen as "sinful", by some fairytale God in the sky with a big long white beard, they soon rapidly begin to build up and become compulsions. At which time the human animal becomes the most dangerous animal of them all, due to the fact that it uses religion and spirituality to deny its natural urges and animalistic traits."
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