Here is a sentence, mask wrote in his ‘Ten Commandments new edition’ (see article jan. 08): “God, if you love everyone why do you send the one’s who sin to hell?” As for my german ancestor/bad english i first read it a wrong way: I cannot find the correct translation for what i first thought ‘sin’ means… but ain’t there a very similar word in english as in german? Which stands for “thinking”, “fathom” or even “penetrating” … teasing? So the real question i want to ask is: Why does god send the ones to hell who think?
I guess not everyone will like to agree but i donot think of god as anyone who sends people to hell. I beliefe the sentence that somehow everyone is his own god.So rather i must say we are running into trouble sending *ourselves* to hell making our minds sick about things we shouldn’t worry about. Ever asked how it can work, becoming happy by seeking the root of our depressions? – I mean, all we could ever find is another reason.However, i think the sarcasm is – and in this subject is, that even the fear about making ourselfs sick and bad – seasoned for hell – lets us have ideals we cannot fullfil ourselves. Trying to be lucky because we think we are not lucky enough and finally becoming depressive of that. As if we would have evoked it. (Remember the story with the apple – when just talking ’bout christian dogmas)
Now i do not really know who or what the heck effected that we all more and more consider the rather mighty good behaviour of an unreachable ideal as a motive to despair. I only see that we ain’t be able to do anything about it – even not yet – or even rather – for ourselfs. Oh wait, sure i know what causes this. I mean, perhaps if we see what thousands and millions of people together make our world look like, growing faster and faster, we think we can do that alone for ourselves – for our sick mind – all alone – by penetrating, teasing?
Perhaps the punks did it a better way than people in here: Give a ‘yack foo’ on it and do what you do in the way you go as there is no subsisting goal anyone can reach.I’m wondering what’s wrong with our world, when fine sensed people see no other possibility than making theirselves sick with questions they have to ask. I’m often terrified when looking at how unmindful people go through this world – how happy they become with it. How their uncarelessly acting power can affect their environment in a bad way and how they let impose dubious goals by their own created illuminati, leading us to where i donot really want to imagine.
Me and you as them sometimes sorrowing to think.“At the point where collective opportunities built through mutual effort grow faster than ones power of judgement it is becoming dangerous.”
In this context i want to ask what mankind used and still uses to do for a minimum of 2000 years up to now. Pointing out to our“5-to-2-days-of-a-week-solution”.But when looking how we feel with it, are we doing any better when thinking and denying all that?There seems no turnaround with that. When we ask to much once, we’ll never forget the question.The more painfull our live is, the more wonderful salvation will be.Another sentence is that the way we feel in the moment of death will rule if we go to heaven or to hell. No matter if they exist or not – when looking at the fact that brain works long time after clinical death – who knows how long this minutes subjectively are when our ghost looses its reference to reality, time and space and how our last thoughts influence we feel then.So what to do then to not let our bad thoughts jump in our minds at that moment? (d’o)No matter ’bout that. I’m sure live is just an up to the last detail put on stage scenario we throughlive again and again – until we learned our lessons and know how to escape that missery: We we can really take this special moment and be accepted with our world and ourselves. And deny the possibility to live it again and make things better, better, better, better, better, better. So its all up to us and ourselfes.