Don't Think

Innocence

I love God and I love Jesus.
I CAN TELL YOU LOVE THE CHURCH.
YOU ARE SUCH A GOOD KID.
I said the rosary all by myself.
I tried to do it twice, but accidentally fell asleep.
THE ANGELS FINISHED IT FOR YOU.
WHY DID YOU GIVE AWAY ALL OF YOUR MONEY?
I heard Uncle Tom tell me to
donate all of my first communion money.
NO, HONEY, HE DIED BEFORE YOU WERE BORN.

Naivety

If God is above humans, then why do we say he?
GOD IS NOT MALE OR FEMALE, BUT WE JUST SAY HE
[BECAUSE WOMEN ARE WEAK. WE ARE MAKING YOU WEAK].
When does humility become self-destructive?
HUMILITY IS THE MOST NOBLE OF THINGS.
[GOD LOVES YOU MORE IF YOU HATE YOURSELF.]
Why are Christians mean to people who don’t follow them?
Why don’t they just love their neighbor and turn their cheek?
CHRISTIANS AREN'T MEAN TO THOSE WHO NEED HELP, BUT THEY
HAVE TO MAKE SURE TO LET SINNERS KNOW THEY NEED TO BE SAVED.
What if we are wrong? Why not listen to their beliefs?
THEY ARE SINNERS; THEY WANT YOU TO STRAY AWAY FROM GOD.
Maybe God wants us to stray away in order to share
light to those in darkness. What if we have to enter
the darkness to reveal the light, instead of dominating it
and controlling its power amongst ourselves?
NO. GOD DOESN'T WANT THAT. READ THE BIBLE.

Truth

Hypocrisy is real. It is all there is.
EMBRACE IT AND FORGIVE YOURSELF.
I don’t need to forgive myself. I need to forgive you,
but I can’t so I breakdown. I see how you’re all so
fake now. I would laugh at your childish fantasylands
that don’t fit together, but they cut me too deep. It hurts until
I clean it out with alcohol. It’s pretty funny then.
I call you. I call you out. The cut is still infected.
YOU ARE SO INTOLERANT, WRONG, AND BITTER.
WHAT HAPPENED TO THE SAINT YOU WANTED TO BE?
I’m intolerant? Your humor hurts. You taught me
yourself that all the saints are dead. I’m almost dead.
Do you want me to be a saint now?
Watch what you say, because I will.
I DON'T KNOW YOU ANYMORE. I WILL PRAY FOR YOU.
Walk away like the coward and fake that you are.
You don’t care and never did. You just want to
be able to quiet your fear by reminding that nagging
beast consuming you, that you are earning your
spot in Heaven. You have scared yourself with flames
from Dante’s fictional adventure. It haunts your
thoughts the way I used to fear the flames and lava
from Aladdin. I outgrew that fear when others laughed
because it was fiction. You don’t get laughed at,
instead you laugh at yourself. It dominates and ruins your life.
You can’t handle it alone, so you try to dominate and ruin mine.