Born and raised in Brownsville, Brooklyn. The choices I made in the past gave me three felonies. Now 29, my thought pattern has changed drastically. I now resent the exact facade I lived by.
I just don’t understand how a person can believe in a higher power. How can a person feel blessed? How can a person have a relationship with an imaginary entity? How can people attribute their success to a “god”? You are blessed for your success, but a homeless person is blessed to be alive? I hear people say “god” is good… But for who? I have never felt anything, or heard anything. I never had a relationship… Oh, I’m supposed to pray? Tuh! To me, that’s complete bullshit. I’ve read different sections of the bible and was disgusted by it. I felt that someone is robbing people of the truth. The bible doesn’t seem like it’s the truth. How can I even feel like that. If there were some “god”, how could I feel like that. Simply because there is no “god”. It really is that simple. Oh, what, you’re gonna ask me how we got here? I don’t know. That’s the only thing you can ask me to slow me down. And the only reason I’m slowing down is because that really stumps me, but a higher power never even enters my conscious thought. I don’t push it back, it never formulates. I am a very conscientious person. I do a bunch of thinking… my speech is particular, and my actions are controlled by scruples. But I never think nor feel spiritual.