the more time i live alone...the more i love it....i can just lock my door and turn on some music and talk to no one but God....it's nice...we've definately gotten closer these days....he's pretty much the only reason im not a complete basketcase right now....
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Wow, I can't help but think of Simon and Garfunkel when I read this...
"A winter's day
In a deep and dark
December;
I am alone,
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I've built walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain.
It's laughter and it's loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Don't talk of love,
But I've heard the words before;
It's sleeping in my memory.
I won't disturb the slumber of feelings that have died.
If I never loved I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armor,
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries."
All you have to do is replace 'books' and 'poetry' with 'God' and 'Jesus' and you have the story of this man's life. Damn that's depressing.
I know a bunch of people like this in Toronto. I get a magazine from them every month because my wife has a fanatic, I mean friend, who lives there. The pages are creepy to look on when they're "soaking in God's presence". It's not my place, though to call them silly or stupid for it. It keeps them happy and harmless for it. I have my opiates, she has hers.
And she didn't athiest bash, kind of a nice break from the usual stuff.
Further proof that smooth jazz is mentally debilitating.
This is kind of awesome, though. I'd totally become a hermit if God were my best friend. Wake up, read the paper on the sunny back patio, say hey to God, who's already up and making french toast...yeah. That's the stuff.
Well, you're totally within your rights to do what you're doing.
But that doesn't mean you aren't a basket case.
Confused?
So were we! You can find all of this, and more, on Fundies Say the Darndest Things!
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