I'm going to Hell...
...because I said the Lord's Prayer backwards at a funeral to summon up the Goat of Mendes, Freddie Woo tells us. Tell us why you're doomed.
Thanks to Kaol for the suggestion
( , Thu 11 Dec 2008, 13:09)
...because I said the Lord's Prayer backwards at a funeral to summon up the Goat of Mendes, Freddie Woo tells us. Tell us why you're doomed.
Thanks to Kaol for the suggestion
( , Thu 11 Dec 2008, 13:09)
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Evangelical Christians:
You know the sort I'm talking about. The sort who won't leave you alone - the sort who accost you on your doorstep, on the bus, on the street, wherever. Most people wish that they would just fuck off and die. What most people don't realise is why they do it.
Think about it. They firmly believe that they are righteous, and will go to heaven (possibly with a brief stint in purgatory). I put the question to you - if you believed that, what would you do? Would you avoid people who didn't believe what you did? Would you condemn them out of hand? Would you simply sit at home and feel smug that you're not going to suffer for all eternity? Most probably you would.
These people don't. They want to help you. They truly, truly want to do all they can to save you from eternal suffering. It's not for their health that they go out in all weathers talking to everyone, facing the threat of violence and hatred for their beliefs. It's for you. They put up with a never-ending stream of hatred in the hope of saving a single soul.
So what I ask is: would you be strong enough to do that? Could you put up with the knowledge that doing what you believe to be right, with the best possible intentions, would make you almost universally hated and ignored? I don't think I could.
So why am I going to hell?
Because I don't just slam the door on them: I studied philosophy for two years. I was (and still am) very good at it. You work it out.
THEN I slam the door on them.
( , Fri 12 Dec 2008, 3:43, 2 replies)
You know the sort I'm talking about. The sort who won't leave you alone - the sort who accost you on your doorstep, on the bus, on the street, wherever. Most people wish that they would just fuck off and die. What most people don't realise is why they do it.
Think about it. They firmly believe that they are righteous, and will go to heaven (possibly with a brief stint in purgatory). I put the question to you - if you believed that, what would you do? Would you avoid people who didn't believe what you did? Would you condemn them out of hand? Would you simply sit at home and feel smug that you're not going to suffer for all eternity? Most probably you would.
These people don't. They want to help you. They truly, truly want to do all they can to save you from eternal suffering. It's not for their health that they go out in all weathers talking to everyone, facing the threat of violence and hatred for their beliefs. It's for you. They put up with a never-ending stream of hatred in the hope of saving a single soul.
So what I ask is: would you be strong enough to do that? Could you put up with the knowledge that doing what you believe to be right, with the best possible intentions, would make you almost universally hated and ignored? I don't think I could.
So why am I going to hell?
Because I don't just slam the door on them: I studied philosophy for two years. I was (and still am) very good at it. You work it out.
THEN I slam the door on them.
( , Fri 12 Dec 2008, 3:43, 2 replies)
Ahh...
...a kindred soul walks amongst us. (I make no apology for ironic use of dualism.)
*click* from a fellow philosopher.
( , Fri 12 Dec 2008, 10:44, closed)
...a kindred soul walks amongst us. (I make no apology for ironic use of dualism.)
*click* from a fellow philosopher.
( , Fri 12 Dec 2008, 10:44, closed)
A Click for you
Very true, I doubt I would waste my time trying to help people when they don't appreciate it. ungrateful sods! :)
( , Sun 14 Dec 2008, 1:32, closed)
Very true, I doubt I would waste my time trying to help people when they don't appreciate it. ungrateful sods! :)
( , Sun 14 Dec 2008, 1:32, closed)
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