Atheist Skin and the mantra: compassion,logic and reason

ATHEIST SKIN atheistskin

COMPASSION compassion

LOGIC logic

REASON reason

My atheist skin is powered by reason, compassion and logic. It’s thrives on the love of family and friends.
It’s attracted to common sense,decency, and knowledge.It’s disappointed that is has so few compatriots
but it knows it’s numbers are growing.

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Things I hope to see in my life time.

INTERACIAL GAY HIP HOP DUO

I have been waiting on gay rappers like 50 cent and Missy Elliot to come charging

out of the closet and a rap duo who are gay lovers who are actually good at rapping

would be something to behold.I have a pro “do you what you were born to do” attitude

but most of the people of love hip hop do not and anyone who knows me know I would

love the fucking chaos and chatter that shitstorm would bring. I recall when Eminem

first hit the scene and a lot of hip hip heads were like “Na na son! that white boy’s

pasty ass can’t rap. Muthafucka talking about his momma and shit! fuck that fool!” I can

just see the messages on Youtube now complaining how hip hip has been ruined forever

and even better the people who never listen to rap shouting how the music has evolved

and how the world should embrace them. Twenty to twenty five years tops. (yes Youtube

will still be here in twenty years)

MORE NON WHITE/NON MALE PRESIDENTS

I am “progressive” but that isn’t why I want a president who is a black woman or an Asia

man. I want to hear all of the wonderful racist jokes white guys are going to be inventing

every time a president who isn’t mostly of European descent gets elected. Most of the Obama

jokes seem like they were invented by those retards in the Tea Party and It’s very hard for me

to smile at a joke I read if it has been misspelled. Imagine the mileage you can get if the

president is a Hispanic woman or a Native American.

WHEN CLIMATE CHANGE WILL IRREFUTABLE FOR ALL TO SEE

Clearly it will have to be something big because the people who refuse to see the truth have to

be hit over the head with something blunt and heavy. It could be ten year or maybe as far as

thirty but there will come a time when even the richest oil baron is going to say “We fucked

up.” By that time it might to prudent to avoid costal areas.

THE DEATH KNELL OF ORGANIZED RELIGION

Obviously being a atheist I am very biased on the eventual death of the concept of a god who

created mankind for the single purpose of kissing his ass for giving us life. I have never seen ant,

raccoons, or lions praying to an alter to an old white man Ebenezer Scrooge pajamas asking

forgiveness for some perceived sin. I am always been on the fence about religion dying slowly but

inexorably because I get so much joy from the silly things religious people say and believe. I love the

contradictory behavior man has with the ability to worship a false god and mostly silly rules yet

give in to his carnal and base needs every single chance he gets. But the evolved human in me

knows that once we are able to unshackle ourselves from one form of control it will be that

much easier to let go of another. REASON COMPASSION LOGIC.

Things I use to believe

I used to believe that women were actually better than men. A few bad relationships

cured me of that.

When I was a kid I thought humans were like plants and if you give them water and

sunshine their limbs would grow back. odd right.

Before I became what you call an atheist I believed reincarnation and I had

dreams of past lives and I assumed that I would be born an indian boy in the next life.

A part of me still thinks that are dreams are glimpses into alternate realities.

I thought that if a gay couple adopted a “normal” child that they would make him

gay.

White people use to weird me out when I was young. I thought they smelled like wet

dog.

(I married one so clearly I got over it).

I used to wonder what was behind the sun.

I used to think that a girl’s vagina was a lot closer to her belly button.

I thought that getting molested would make me gay. I got the distinct feeling

that my family thought the same.

I used to think that my parents would get back together.

I USE TO THINK THAT IF I CONCENTRATED REALLY HARD THAT I WOULD MAKE MYSELF FLY.

I use to think I was special.

I knew for a fact that I would never cheat on my wife.

I use to think no women would ever love me.

I use to think that there would never be a “black” president.

I use to believe that mankind could prevail over its own nature.

I use to think someone was watching over us.

I use to try and tell myself life could be fair.

I use to think a lot of things that turned out to be false

or an half truth. The only thing that I know for sure is

that this man loves this wife and kids and hopes the world

can pull it’s head out of it’s ass.

Questions black people have asked me

First of all I have a blog call “Questions white people have asked me?” so don’t think
I’m picking on you black people.

“YOU MARRIED A WHITE WOMAN? YOU MUST HATE YOUR MOTHER” OR “YOU JUST WANT A WOMAN YOU CAN
CAN CONTROL”

you’re right angry black woman who doesn’t know anything about me except you see my white
wife and three beige kids so clearly I hate my mother with a passion to the point were
I go find a white girl to show my mother how I much distain I have for her. It’s a shame my
plan didn’t work and my wife and mother love and respect each other and that my mother
lives with me and my mixed rainbow family. As far as marrying a white woman to control
you clearly don’t know the wife.

“YOU’RE AN ATHEIST? SO YOUR WORSHIP SATAN?”

some nigga actually said that to me at a worksite. I looked at him for about ten seconds
and laughed in his face. I didn’t have any other way to respond to that question. I
guess if I was a Muslim he would have offered me a slab of pork ribs and a bottle of
Night Train. http://www.bumwine.com/nighttrain.html

“WHY DO YOU TALK LIKE SOME KINDA OF WHITE BOY”

sorry ignorant niggas of the world that my mother thought it was a good idea to send me to a
catholic school for my grade school years. I’m sorry that I use good diction when I talk
to people. I’m sorry I don’t have a different way to speak to black when it’s just “us”
around.

“WHY YOU LISTENING TO THAT WHITE BOY MUSIC?” (rock , metal)

What I should say is that rock start from white guys trying to be like black blues men
and people like Little Richard and super freak like Chuck Berry. Without those guys
there would be no Rolling Stones, the Beatles, Cream or Led Zeppelin. I could tell them
that but niggas don’t like learning so………

The road to becoming an athiest started in the fourth grade

We had a Japanese teacher called Mr. Yoshitaki and from what I remember we were a bunch of

little bastards. Not that we cursed him or anything like that but he certainly did not listen to

him at all. St Malachi being a catholic school would of course had religious teachings. On a few

occasions a nun would come and instruct us on the ways of the lord. This woman was odd in

more ways than one. First of all she was black, I had never seen a black nun in person and I

can’t recall ever seeing one again. The nun had a disturbing habit of smiling one second and the

next she would show no expression whatsoever, flat faced is what I recollect thinking.

The lesson she taught was your average god is great god is god and you have to be good to get

into heaven bit. I had heard it before but I was a good little Catholic boy so I listened intently.

One thing she mentioned has stuck with me to this day. As she was telling us there was the one

and only god and no other god. The nun went on to explain that a long time ago people

believed in many different gods like Zeus and Isis but they we all made up. Some kid asked was

god made up also and this black woman went pale. “No there is only God and he is real” is what

came out of her mouth. “Why?” some other little curious black child asked “Because we said

so” is what left her lips. That seemed very odd to me. Zeus,Horus,Apollo are made up fictional

god but the you believe in is real because you say so. That bothered me even then. You say

something is real and that makes it so. I was a good boy so of course I went along with the

program but I will also remember the nun and her very bad choice of words that started me on

the twenty year path to atheism. Months later little brother and I would have to leave St.

Malachi when for some reason my mother could no longer afford to send us to Catholic school

and I buried that incident for years.