Anathema
Crotchety Olde Man
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People die. That’s a fact of life. My anger is largely at the wasted 27 years of my life and all 54 of his believing in a God who was supposedly loving and helpful and good when it’s obvious that if He does exist He doesn’t give a fuck about us. Either He doesn’t exist (which is what I now believe) or He’s a fucking asshole of the highest order while claiming to be loving and caring.True for me as well. As a child I prayed that I would be kidnapped by gypsies. There never were any gypsies. Does this mean there is no God? Evidently not. He has been beating the shit out of me for decades.
That's the really uncomfortable part. It doesn't matter whether you believe in God or not. Your life is going to trundle along anyway. Your father died too young and I can see this as an unspeakable tragedy. However, he was going to die whether you believe in God or not. In fact, in your entire life your rage against God never got you a thing. Not even a Sunday feel good.