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Dark Wanderer
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I am certain that a benevolent God does not exist and yet for some reason I have a strong desire to ask theists why things are as they are. Perhaps it is because of the damage that has been done to me from within. A human being is not supposed to become what I am. It is not healthy or pleasant. So I look for any answers even when I am certain that they are not there.
Let's just get straight to the point: I am a monster
I have witnessed and endured every horror that you can imagine and then some. My enemies have taken absolutely everything away from me and destroyed everything in the world that had any meaning. My enemies have destroyed everything that I had once viewed to be beautiful and precious. After a while I could no longer see the point in bearing hope, or love, or affection for ANYONE. Absolutely no point in trying to help others or make the world a better place through acts of charity and mercy. Waste of time. Oddly enough, I did not become apathetic. Perhaps apathy is a disorder that people are born with. Instead I became consumed with limitless hatred for my enemies. I hate them day and night, 24/7. I hate them so intensely that I would gladly torture them for an eternity and not care about tiring from it. I find joy in absolutely nothing but the thought of making them suffer for what they have done to everything that used to have any meaning to me. Well. almost everything. I still find meaning in vengeance and cruelty. I desire to bring bloody vengeance upon the wicked. Vengeance upon the murderers, the rapists, the thieves, the abusers, the corruptors of children. I am the walking incarnation of vengeance itself.
Whatever softness I once possessed as a former husband, former father, and former servant of humanity has been completely snuffed out. Not only do I not desire to return to that life but I despise the very idea of desiring it! I despise the very idea of wanting to love and be affectionate and be caring and kind. What is more foolish than loving the fragility and weakness of life? Why desire it when it is pointless? Why love when the enemy wins anyway?
They have taken the whole world away. You might look around and see the beauty of God's creation. I look around and see chaos and ruin.
Do you understand where I am coming from?
This may sound like the rambling of a madman but I guess you could say that I am indeed mad.
You believe that there is a loving God up there so please tell me....WHY WHY WHY do I exist?! Why do I look around and see only Hell and not one shred of evidence for God or heaven?!
Let's just get straight to the point: I am a monster
I have witnessed and endured every horror that you can imagine and then some. My enemies have taken absolutely everything away from me and destroyed everything in the world that had any meaning. My enemies have destroyed everything that I had once viewed to be beautiful and precious. After a while I could no longer see the point in bearing hope, or love, or affection for ANYONE. Absolutely no point in trying to help others or make the world a better place through acts of charity and mercy. Waste of time. Oddly enough, I did not become apathetic. Perhaps apathy is a disorder that people are born with. Instead I became consumed with limitless hatred for my enemies. I hate them day and night, 24/7. I hate them so intensely that I would gladly torture them for an eternity and not care about tiring from it. I find joy in absolutely nothing but the thought of making them suffer for what they have done to everything that used to have any meaning to me. Well. almost everything. I still find meaning in vengeance and cruelty. I desire to bring bloody vengeance upon the wicked. Vengeance upon the murderers, the rapists, the thieves, the abusers, the corruptors of children. I am the walking incarnation of vengeance itself.
Whatever softness I once possessed as a former husband, former father, and former servant of humanity has been completely snuffed out. Not only do I not desire to return to that life but I despise the very idea of desiring it! I despise the very idea of wanting to love and be affectionate and be caring and kind. What is more foolish than loving the fragility and weakness of life? Why desire it when it is pointless? Why love when the enemy wins anyway?
They have taken the whole world away. You might look around and see the beauty of God's creation. I look around and see chaos and ruin.
Do you understand where I am coming from?
This may sound like the rambling of a madman but I guess you could say that I am indeed mad.
You believe that there is a loving God up there so please tell me....WHY WHY WHY do I exist?! Why do I look around and see only Hell and not one shred of evidence for God or heaven?!