It is no use dying, before one does.
I love all life as my own. Therefore, I say, you're my very own. But am I, an infidel who does not believe in your ism, also your own?
Oh yeah, "God is great!" Well, why an't you, mate?
Do your thing, without harming anything.
I'm fascinated by idiots... Here's looking at you, kid!
Whatsoever is outside, know, is Within.
Still yourself to steel yourself.
Humans, left to own misguided devices, scratches the Divine in the self as one would the lice, but remember to lick well all the vices.
To live unhappily, is failing life.
Learn to accept life in toto. A perfect life is only in the dream world. This, my dear, with all it's heartaches, is it. Our world.
We're shadows! of naught - living, dying! for what's not.
Death is easy, living difficult.
Do it or not, but do.
You are given a life, a death. Understand both while living, and before dying. Or you'd have wasted a life, a death.
After you die, a rare friend or family member may carry your memory throughout life. Most will forget you. As if you were never here.
Ego-less, in time, you will no longer be God-less.
If a messiah exhorts you to kill people of another belief system, get this idiot non-prophet out of your stupid system.
If I bad mouth the Truth, and nothing but the Absolute Truth, then, kick my butt. Otherwise, ye of bad faith, keep your stupid trap shut.
If your fancied god hates those you hate, then, this bumbling idiot is as little, and as buggered, as you are, O' little one.
Anyone - your daddy or mine, your ancestor or mine, your god or mine - who bays for blood of "infidels" is an a***ole. And non-divine.