I don't think I ever believed in anything.. It's a family trait..

Maybe I'll be doomed for eternity for saying this.
Maybe I won't...
Who cares when I no longer believe in such beings....

There is no God for me.
I don't ask anyone to agree.
I'm not trying to ask anyone to believe what I am about to say..
I'm just saying because I wish to...
There will always be a being called the God in those who believe in such.
I am saying that I do not and therefore does not exist in my life.

Believers might pity me.
Some would indeed cry for me for not being able to see and enjoy the beauty and the gift that they have received from their own God altogether..

The problem is not mine to be concerned with...
It wil never be...

Come to think of it, baptism was simply an act that made my whole family artificially believe that we belong to a certain community or a group as one of many members...

Come to think of it, the comfort I felt when I dozed in front of the statue of Virgin Mary was not her presence nor that of God but a mere cleanliness that I felt, a mere chastity that I felt, a mere childish innocence that I felt by brain deceiving and connecting one thing with another...

There is no God for me...
The life that I am living in can not have such thing as God...
It can not be this painful and ugly and disgusting if there truly is a supernatural being who can change everything with nothing but will-power...

I don't need God..
I trust no one.
I have faith in no one.
I believe nothing.
There is no reason for me to believe such unseen things.

What can I say....
The Absolute belief; "Believe in me and you'll go to heaven" thing never appealed to me in the first place...
Unknown "D.K." Peaceful - 16 years, 9 months, 18 days ago

I'll tell you a tale...

There was boy....
An ordinary one...
Nothing much special about him.
But life itself was rather satisfactory.
Everything seemed beautiful.
Everything seemed happy.

One day he met a girl.
Younger than himself.
An ordinary one...
Nothing much special about her.
But unlike him, life was not so happy and beautiful.
It seemed ugly.
It seemed painful.

The boy who met the girl started to show parts of his life.
How happy it can be..
How beautiful it can be...
Slowly, she found herself smiling.
But later when she was alone she found herself still in life filled with pain and ugliness.
The boy couldn't watch this.

So he prayed to the God.
"Please... Let her have my happiness... Let her have the beauty that I had for granted..."
He prayed until he couldn't pray anymore.
He prayed that night until he fell asleep.

Things began to change from then...
The pain and the ugliness of her life slowly disappeared.
The girl began to find herself smiling even when she was all alone.
The boy was happy for her.
Slowly though, his life also began to change...
His happiness started to disappear...
The beauty he saw in his life began to disappear.
He found himself lost...
He found himself utterly lost...

As the ugliness grew, the pain also grew.
Every passing moment was a torment for him...
But he couldn't ask for help anymore...
He was afraid to ask for help anymore...
He feared it...
"What if that makes the girl unhappy again?"

With that in mind along with the smiling face of the girl, he decided to live with the pain.
Thinking how hard it must have been for the girl...
When the girl asked what was wrong with him, he gave her a fake smile.
"Everything's fine." He said..
Fortunately for him, the girl didn't realise anything.

Afraid of the girl noticing what had happened, he decided to disappear from her life.

The girl is still happy..
Just wondering now and then where the happy boy had gone to.

The boy is still tormented.
By opposing wills.
He's mind is in turmoil.
But no one can do anything.
No one can help him...

Unknown "D.K." Peaceful - 16 years, 9 months, 18 days ago