Thursday, August 26, 2010

I Am The Resurrection

I used to blog. Now I am doing it again. Those who didn't know me, I used to pick on Christians, among other things, in my old blog. It was fun until a close friend with a rare fatal cancer looked up to the guy sitting on the clouds. He found his faith, I lost my mojo. Now that he is gone, I am trying to blog again. May God bless my blog.

Why blog? So bitter pricks like me can lash out at all the dumb fucks out there, yes I mean you dickhead! And I can say whatever I want without the care of the world. If you can't take it, leave; or if you think you are such a smart aleck, leave a comment or two. But if I don't like your comment, I am going to bloody delete it. Why? Because this is my fucking blog! *middle finger* Go have your own blog if you got anything clever to say. At this blog, I am the most cleverest, period.

So who has the honour to be the first victim of my sweet return?

Fuck! I can't think of anybody to dish out at. Am I going soft on my older days? So should I be discussing politics, economics and environmental issues here instead? Okay, let's have a go at it. In 1997, El Nino fucked up the agricultural dependant economy here and Anwar, being the Finance Minister then, was so frustrated that he went to fuck his driver/personal assistant, literally. Okay, minus the four letter words, I think that was a very mature, accurate and insightful observation of this country when she was riding through one of her toughest times in recent memory. Yes, I know that was 1997 and you maybe wondering what I have to say about today. I know everything is pretty, ok more than pretty, fucked up today. So just fucking go pray to your Jesus and everything will be A-O-K. Don't trust me, trust Him! He promised you salvation, not me.

I hope Christians out there will forgive, as instructed by their God, me for my ignorance and lack of faith. Can't blame me though. I haven't seen a man that could walk on water, make the blind see or divide the oceans. The most miraculous thing I ever saw was a woman opening a beer bottle with her pussy and I am certain as fucked that this woman can come more times than Jesus! Hallelujah!

Come to think of it, did The Bible mention in what form will the new Jesus be when he do finally come for the second time? Are Christians expecting a bearded middle aged man clad in a white dress, who could be mistaken for a Californian junkie, like the image painted everywhere and planted in our heads to come save the world? Or, this new Jesus could be a pussy-beer bottle-opener cum stripper from Thailand. She might have the same shambles upbringing condition as the old Jesus, hence the situation force her to be a stripper to feed her family. Her deeds might be filthy, but her heart is noble. Doesn't that count for something? Can't she be your next saviour? Or you Christians would like a man who comes from a prim and proper upbringing, has a fantastic educational background and holds a respectable 9-5 job?

Cut all these fucking horse shit! There is no such thing as fucking promised land of eternity. Wake up you all fucking religiously programmed numb heads! Wake up to face the real facts of life where real things are happening that will have repercussions on you and your family. Please, for the love for your God, fucking listen to me! I am going to save you from wasting your life , expecting a 2000 year old corpse to fly down from the sky, and dragging the people you care down with you. If you don't, I just hope humanity will have mercy on your poor useless trailer park trash soul!

Have a nice day! :)