Poemranker [Replying] Thu Nov 21 19:16:57 PST 2024

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I tell you secrets behind closed doors. I tell you I think that life is a bore. You preach to me like some small child. I am wrong, you say. Life is still good. God will help you. I laugh at you, and you frown. Really? Well, where was your God when my innocence died? All those years ago. Still a child. Where was your God then to protect me? Obviously he was too busy to help... Me. Your God is a lie! Your God is a fake! Will you now burn me at the stake? For telling you the truth. Ah, truth! Do you get it now? Your God never cared! Your God was never real! Understanding like a shot from a gun.

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30-Dec-03/6:56 PM

TO fair12 (comment indentation has malfunctioned)

What's amazing is that you believe a magical super-being swooped down to planet Earth and took on humanoid form. You also believe that this pseudo-earthling was the SON of god AND was god at the same time, you also believe He had various special moves like the ability to walk on water, the ability to make small quantities of bread and fish become large quantities of bread and fish, and some other completely arbitrary and indiscriminate powers - like the ability to heal certain random cripples he happened to bump into (but not the ones He didn't bump into because they were naughty) and the ability to bring someone back from the dead even though that person would have been in Heaven or Hell at the time, and if they were in Hell then their eternal damnation wouldn't have been very eternal, and if they were in Heaven, why would they want to be brought back to life anyway? You also believe that despite the fact that this humanoid was supposedly omniclever, He still prayed to God (aka Himself), to beg for an alternative to crucifixion, even though anyone who was omniclever would already know the answer to such a prayer, and anyway, why pray to yourself?

Your comment doesn't address the issues put forward in this poeme in anywhere near a satisfactory way. The way I see it, the poeme is trying to say that if there truly is a benevolent Jesu - as the Bible claims - then He probably wouldn't condone child molestation on an unreasonable scale. However, child molestation exists, and given that Jesu (if He existed) would have the power to stop it, why doesn't He stop it? And why does He manufacture child molesters in His secret laboratory in the first place? And don't say "free will" because it is perfectly possible to have a world without child molestation that still has free will. Do you molest children? Do you have free will? If God is willing to intervene in order to hold this particular victim's "faithless ass up, not allowing evil to take that final step of control", then why isn't He willing to go all the way and magically generate a force field around the child's buttocks that wards off molestation completely? Hmm?

What is also amazing is that there is a staggeringly simple answer to all these problems: The Bible is a complete load of balls. Thanks.

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