God is dead if he existed anytime. I won't repeat it any longer. I don't believe. Reasons are never clear. The facts, uncertain. The pope is only an old man, Jesus Christ was only a man, and I don't take care of a vindictive god who sent his son to earth just to be murdered. I used to believe, yes. When I was a little girl. I was going to a shool with nuns and since I was six I became to hear about boiling cauldrons and eternal punishement. I think my innocence was the standard for a brat. And with feelings of guilt to be bad, to do something wrong, to fall from grace, I grew. Years later, I know that when you die, you're dead and that's all. Six feet under and worms will do their job. Natural. Those who look for a place in heaven really are afraid to live and are cowards who can't face their own existence. They try to find happyness where there are only doubts. What's something you can't touch or imagine? Soul, God, Eternity; this Trinity was human invention. Laughting-I forgot everything. Now I have no faith on religions. Unless somebody consider sexual fascination one. I wear crosses beacuse they fit good with my goth style and looking. I yell 'oh my god' without any conviction about its meaning. My speech is blasphemous. Yahve, Shiva, Visnu, Buddha, Vrahma. All and nothing. Each culture with their Supreme Being or Creator. I'm tolerant (I think...) with other's ideas and beliefs, but I'm free to say that realigion and faith aren't the same. Just a big lie to sublimate ancestral fear aganist death. Anyway, I wouldn't believe in all that identify suffering with happyness...