Atheism Is Tough

The need for something more has yet to subside. This need proposes a question: Is there an actual void within me, as in an incomplete being needing to be connected to a god thus making him or her complete, or, is there an illusion of a void?

Is man ready to accept a godless world? Moreover, is he or she ready to accept absolute freedom?

Eww

Eww to having kids at the age of 20( No offense, mom).

Eww.

No more bitching about life.

I dread slumber in fear of waits for when I wake...

No, seriously. I have to be up at seven and the time is 2:37.
Fuck. fuck. FUCK.

Eh, I'll stop being a pussy, good night!

When it comes to thinking, I'm at lazy as it gets. I should be finishing up my midterm but....

Addendum.

By no means am I racist ( don't get me started) but I believe quasi racism exists in many people without them being cognizant of it. I hear many WHITE people saying, " If Obama is elected,then, black people will become pretentious, in-your-face assholes." By this, I mean, or rather they mean, that black people will become so enthralled with the election of Obama that they will morph into a pseudo-elite class of individuals who are proud of the fact that a black person has finally been elected president. My response to this: What the fuck does that have to do with anything? Good for them.

Dear (insert politically correct adjective) people,

Please, I beg you, do not vote for Barrack Obama just because he is black.

Best,
George Papadakis

Dub-C

When partying with Westchester, one must never fall asleep early, it is the law. If one fails to stay up with the herd, he or she shall be punished.

YOU!

Why don't you tell me who you are, you person of comments?!!

I will show you something more beautiful than any god, religion, or scripture.

I will show you compassion within the cold, chaotic universe.

Quick Thought

Teaching Creationism is not wrong. But, what is wrong is teaching it as an empirical science. Biology and any other science class is strictly based on observations. And as many may know, science is not kind to the notion of intelligent design. Therefore, Creationism should be taught in a philosophy or theology class. There are many other modes of knowledge than empiricism, and in this case, creationism falls into that "other" category.

Okay, perhaps I was being too "radical" in my previous post. Not like it matters, I doubt anyone reads this.

School has started, and so far it has been pretty amazing.

To describe one my philosophy classes, my teacher simply straps on a dildo and fucks me in the head. No joke.

Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.
Wake up to the realization that you may be another copied and pasted commodity.

But if you do choose to be different, tread with fear.

They may not like it...

I wish I could delete some of my thoughts.

I'm trying my best to change what isn't right but goddamn, this has got to be the most difficult challenge of my life.


Olive juice.

Her Story.

I'm going to try to write everyday...

Paramedics brought a woman into the ER yesterday DOA, which means "dead on arrival." The doctors worked on her no more than five minutes seeing as it was too late. It was sad. She weighed 500 pounds, had a full grown beard(thicker than I could ever grow it), and the saddest part of all, she was only 32. Her stench consumed me. I know it's harsh to say, but the one thing that always gets me is the smell. I can still smell her now. The women obviously hadn't bathed in a very long time. The only thing I could wonder was how does someone let themselves go like that? The only obvious answer I could muster was depression. But, what ignited the depression? Seeing a dead body always evokes the thought that this body was a living person with a story. Sure enough, the story of this woman began to manifest as her two brothers who came in to see her corpse. I watched as they walked into the room full of fear and watched as they departed drenched with sadness.

She was 32 and had two brothers.

I am my master, I am my slave.

Happy Mother's Day!

I am bored as fuck, I tried writing/recording music but I'm not in the creative mood. Papa P(Mikey P's dad) lent me be a book about Marx's philosophy. It more or else deals with how Marx believes man is becoming alienated from nature. I should be reading that but...I'm too lazy.

I didn't do as well as I thought I would do this semester but in reality, I did do well. I must say that I'm pretty impressed with myself for actually worrying about doing "well" instead of doing "great." I received the following grades: A, A, B+, B, and a B. I'll be starting summer classes in about a week. They will run from May 19th until August 8th. It's going to be a bitch, I know, thanks. But, this is something I want to do.


I've been trying to write down something philosophical lately but I haven't been able to muster much. I do have some stuff in the works...

Waking Me.

That's all.

PS- I bought a rat, his name is Mordecai.

Was I really born today?

I've been noticing that for the past couple of years my birthday has been losing its special touch and this year is no different. Maybe I'm expecting too much? Oh well, party tonight.

Put A Gun To My Head And Wake Me Up.

Well, it's 3 o'clock in the morning, the devil's hour, and as you obviously can see, I decided to create my own personal piece of shit blogger. I'll now be just as cool as U-N-CLE.

Screaming and covered in blood, twenty years ago today I was forcefully pushed from the inner cavity of my mother. Today is my birthday.

Martha, took me out to Pizzeria Uno, followed by ice cream at some really expensive place( Gireladies?). I can't thank her enough (:

Remember that scene in Fight Club where Tyler Durden robs the convenience store? Remember what he said to the clerk? Something along the lines of "If you're not on your way to become a veterinarian in so and so weeks, I will kill you." 

I'm getting really tired so I'll make this short. If we as people were to accept our own mortality then perhaps a lot of what we do would not be of the waiting sort. As simple as it sounds, ask yourself if you have accepted death. If you said yes, tell me the last time you weren't frightened when you almost got into a car accident.

I'll expand on this later... as if anyone cares.