Vae, Gaudium Fugax!
There is a garden in the east, serene and perfect, but a Seraph guards it with a flaming sword. For God has seven thousand names
, and one of them is Bastard.
Goddamn, you think bein' fucked over by the Lord makes you unique? Look at it! Look what He made! All them years filled with sufferin' an' slaughter, just like He knew they would be! 'Cause He wants us to choose Him, to love Him, an' how much more satisfyin' that'd be when the hell of this earth makes that choice so goddamn hard!
Let me give you a little "inside information" about God. God likes to watch. He's a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts
. He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does He do? I swear for His own amusement, his own private, cosmic gag reel
, He sets the rules in opposition! It's the goof of all time. Look but don't touch. Touch, but don't taste. Taste, don't swallow. Ahaha. And while you're jumpin' from one foot to the next, what is he doing? He's
laughin' His sick fuckin ass off! He's a tight-ass, He's a sadist, He's an absentee landlord! Worship
You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you.
Do you believe in God, Sergeant? Steiner:
I believe that God is a sadist, but probably doesn't even know it.
Think someone could spend half their life in a slam with a horse bit in their mouth and not believe? Think he could start out in some liquor store trash bin with an umbilical cord wrapped around his neck and not believe? Got it all wrong, holy man. I absolutely believe in God... And I absolutely hate the fucker.
I was walking along the bank of a stream when I saw a mother otter with her cubs, a very endearing sight, I'm sure you'll agree. And even as I watched, the mother otter dived into the water and came up with a plump salmon, which she subdued and dragged onto a half submerged log. As she ate it, while of course it was still alive, the body split and I remember to this day the sweet pinkness of its roes as they spilled out, much to the delight of the baby otters, who scrambled over themselves to feed on the delicacy. One of nature's wonders, gentlemen. Mother and children dining upon mother and children. And that is when I first learned about evil. It is built into the very nature of the universe. Every world spins in pain. If there is any kind of supreme being, I told myself, it is up to all of us to become his moral superior."''
A God who could make good children as easily as bad, yet preferred to make bad ones; who could have made every one of them happy, yet never made a single happy one; who made them prize their bitter life, yet stingily cut it short; who gave his angels eternal happiness unearned, yet required his other children to earn it; who gave his angels painless lives, yet cursed his other children with biting miseries and maladies of mind and body; who mouths justice, and invented hell — mouths mercy, and invented hell — mouths Golden Rules and forgiveness multiplied by seventy times seven, and invented hell; who mouths morals to other people, and has none himself; who frowns upon crimes, yet commits them all; who created man without invitation, then tries to shuffle the responsibility for man's acts upon man, instead of honorably placing it where it belongs, upon himself; and finally, with altogether divine obtuseness, invites his poor abused slave to worship him!
I think back to the sermons of my childhood, booming affirmations in the church of Praise Jesus, The Lord Is Mighty, and I recall how the preachers used to say that God's eye is on the sparrow, that He sees and marks even the least of His creations. [...] Yet this same God sacrificed John Coffey, who tried only to do good in his blind way, as savagely as any Old Testament prophet ever sacrificed a defenseless lamb... as Abraham would have sacrificed his own son if actually called upon to do so. I think of John saying that Wharton killed the Detterick twins with their love for each other, and that it happens every day, all over the world. If it happens, God lets it happen, and when we say 'I don't understand,' God replies, 'I don't care.'
Since this partial answer to his prayer, Hannibal Lecter had not been bothered by any considerations of deity, other than to recognize how his own modest predations paled beside those of God, who is in irony matchless, and in wanton malice beyond measure.
— Thomas Harris, Hannibal
Current events have challenged the very core of our beliefs and thrown all that we held sacred into doubt.
One thing must remain clear, that we follow the teachings of Jesus Christ that provide a good and just basis for all of human conduct. But we cannot deny that these have been corrupted and misapplied, that grave mistakes have been made and that crimes of great magnitude committed. At times like these we must admit to ourselves that we have been misled and deceived by imposters and tricksters who succeeded in leading us down a false path. We can be sure that the 'God' whose misdirection has led us down this false path is not the God of whom our Lord Jesus Christ speaks. We can be sure it is those deceivers and imposters, and in particular those who lead them
, that are responsible for the grievous errors that have been committed in our Church's name. We must cast out such deceivers and purify ourselves so that we can, once more, follow the teachings of Christ as they were meant to be followed.
To do this I call upon other religions to join the Holy Catholic Church when we excommunicate God.
loving, woman! He is sending his love to his true followers, the Nazis, and is giving them the power to destroy all of the evil on this Earth, mainly the Jews, homosexuals, and so on!
Why do our instincts insist on violence? I have studied the interactions between different species. The innate desire to survive seems to demand the death of the other. Why can they not stand hand in hand? So many believe the world was created by the hand of a divine power - but I see only the designs of a madman, bent on celebrating destruction and desperation. Our origins seem chaotic. Unintended. Purpose and being instilled solely by the passage of time. Imposed first by nature - and later men...
"Not even thousand deaths would be fitting punishment for thy sins!
I shall smite thee, and in hell I shall torture thee over and over!
After an aeon, I shall reincarnate thee, and thy lives shall be those of endless torment, thy bodies tortured in life and thy souls in death!
The same shall come to thy children, and thy children's children, throughout all eternity until the end of time!
Feel the wrath of my divine lightning, and plummet into the bowels of hell, burning in its unending flames!"''
There is no need... for gods that only take! For gods of death!
As with most fundie crazy preachers, Piper has a knack for taking natural phenomena as signs unequivocally pointing to whatever political opinion fits his fancies at the time. For instance, a small tornado occurring during a conference of the Evangelical Lutheran Church of America in 2009 was a “gentle but firm warning”
from God regarding the ELCA’s consideration of its position on issues concerning homosexuality (rather than a warning to him for being a piece of shit
). In 2012 he told the victims of the recent tornado storms in the South and Midwest that “God gave the command”
for the tornadoes that left at least thirty-nine people dead. Pat Robertson had earlier claimed that the tornadoes resulted from a lack of prayer rather than being God’s doing, but Piper argued instead that God sent the tornadoes because of the sins of the region, recognizing God’s “fierce fingers”
all over them; and of course it must be God...Apparently the fact that tornadoes tend to hit areas that are statistically very religious and don’t support marriage equality is not taken to be relevant, however, since in that case the obvious conclusions wouldn't fit as well
with Piper's preconceptions and bigotry.
But wasn’t God supposed to be, you know, good? Piper explains it here. Basically, the idea is that you don’t deserve an explanation, but you better thank God for killing your family
, else he’ll do it again.
My sense of god is my sense of outrage at the universe.
God does not simply laugh at the "Man Walks Into A Bar" joke. No, God needs subtle irony and farcical twists that seem macabre to you and me. All that we can do is hope is that God got his laugh and this kind of tragedy can be avoided in the future.
Well, look at it this way: if you want to make a baby cry, first you give it a lollipop. Then you take it away. If you never give it a lollipop to begin with, then it would have nothin' to cry about. That's like God, who gives us life and love and help just so that he can tear it all away and make us cry, so he can drink the sweet milk of our tears. You see, it's our tears, Stan, that give God his great power.
Now I know that God is the scariest monster of all in Halloween.
If there is a God, he is a malign thug.
The God of the Old Testament
is arguably the most unpleasant character in all of fiction: jealous and proud of it; a petty, unjust, unforgiving control-freak; a vindictive, bloodthirsty ethnic cleanser; a misogynistic, homophobic, racist, infanticidal, genocidal, filicidal, pestilential, megalomaniacal, sadomasochistic, capriciously malevolent
If God exists, I hope he has a good excuse.
The root problem with Christianity is that their God is supposed to be all-powerful and benevolent. It sounds like an easy sell, but when life turns completely to shit]] you have to come up with all kinds of whacked-out reasons for why kindly old Jehovah saw fit to run over little Timmy with a combine harvester and leave him in a state of vegetative, limbless agony for eighteen years
Don't you know there ain't no Devil, that's just God when he's drunk...
— Tom Waits
Religion has actually convinced people that there's an invisible man living in the sky who watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a special list of 10 things he does not want you to do. And if you do any of these 10 things, he has a special place, full of fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever 'til the end of time! ... But He loves you! He loves you! He loves you! —and he needs money!"
Many a sober Christian would rather admit that a wafer is God than that God is a cruel and capricious tyrant.
— Edward Gibbon
My response is that when Creationists talk about God creating every individual species as a separate act, they always instance hummingbirds, or orchids, sunflowers and beautiful things. But I tend to think instead of a parasitic worm that is boring through
of a boy
sitting on the bank of a river in West Africa, [a worm] that’s going to make him blind. And [I ask them], ‘Are you telling me that the God you believe in, who you also say is an all-merciful God, who cares for each one of us individually, are you saying that God created this worm that can live in no other way than in an innocent child’s eyeball? Because that doesn’t seem to me to coincide with a God who’s full of mercy’.
I get people asking me all the time about religion. You see, once upon a time I was a steadfastly devoted and faithful servant of the lord. I believed with all my heart and my soul in God and Jesus his son. So they ask me, 'Nathan, what was it that caused you to turn away from God?' And I tell them: I read the Bible with my eyes open. And in doing so, it became clear that the God of the Bible is a bloodthirsty, violent, grudge-holding asshole who cares nothing for his creation and who is utterly unworthy of any worship from us, his favorite chew toys. The real reason I am an atheist is that I would rather not believe in any god than a god who was a psychotic murderer.
— Nathan Douglas De Vries
... not scorning the three delightful children who are everything to me and who are my only chance of even a glimpse of a second life, let alone an immortal one, and I'll tell you something—if I was told to sacrifice them to prove my devotion to God, if I was told to do what all monotheists are told to do and admire the man who said, 'Yes, I'll gut my kid to show my love of God,' I'd say, 'No,'' fuck You