God Hates Us All
If you know where the title comes from, well good! If you don’t, I don’t care because it is irrelevant. The fact of matter is that He/She really does hate us. Look around; what feels good? What here is a blessing? Look inside, how messed up are we as humans? Flawed, degenerate, uninspired. Pushing ourselves into some sort of Alexithymia ( yeah, look it up! ) to function like machines, because the rut makes it easy to bear. He really hates us, else order would’ve been easy, chaos wouldn’t have led to change, and everything would just work itself out like an eternally smooth, well-oiled machine. But they don’t. So He hates us to make us the way He did. Take an emotion for example, maybe happiness. We all look for it, every single day, inside us, outside us, in hanging out with friends, in just lazing & lying curled in bed all day, in bending our bodies in weird shapes and calling it yoga , in a few drinks, in the addict’s Js and snorts, between the legs of the opposite sex, or as far...