jobee Posted April 1, 2010 Share Posted April 1, 2010 I do not believe in any religion. I will have nothing to do with immortality. We are miserable enough in this life without speculating upon another." Lord Byron. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted April 2, 2010 Share Posted April 2, 2010 Test o' Fires by Michael Gibb Placing Satan in their handbags they go 'a knocking on doors where they're least expected to trade the here-and-now for everlasting obscurity. All for a Book filled with the occult, murderous intentions, and twisted realities where truth is falsehood and falsehood is gospel and a simple question merits the death penalty. With the pitter-patter of tiny feet they approach with learned stealth caring for nothing but the opium high of testifying. Overjoyed by rejection yet bewildered by disbelief their prayer orgies strafe the ethers in long arches of arrogance. "We have the truth!" they proclaim boldly as legion more proclaim a differing story. I read their Book filled with insanity, conflict, and unnumbered depravities then look into their junkie eyes. Nothing that I say can appease the Beast lurking behind the message with peace on the lips and dripping evil on the tongue. Quickly closing the door on the message of death disguised in goodness, a sigh of relief passes my lips. The wolves of the forest have been kept at bay for ,at least, one more day. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
grinder Posted April 2, 2010 Share Posted April 2, 2010 He seized me by my slender neck I could not call or scream, then took me to his dingy room where we could not be seen, he stripped me of my flimsy wrap and gazed upon my form, I was cold and damp and scared but he was flushed and warm, he pressed his feverish lips to mine I could not make him stop, he drained me to my very self I gave him every drop, he made me what I am today that's why you find me here, a broken bottle thrown away that once was filled with beer.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted April 2, 2010 Share Posted April 2, 2010 THE LIES THAT LIE by Michael Pain I see the hate and fear in your eyes If only you would take a look and realize the lies that lie behind your eyes. the holder of the scripture is the breeder of hate. He fills you with the misinformation, falsification And fabrication. you take the bait. The hate spreads lIke a virus. A neurological disease I am now a demon to the world. If only you would take A look and realize the lies that lie behind your faithful eyes. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted April 4, 2010 Share Posted April 4, 2010 Elizabeth Cady-Stanton on suppression "The memory of my own suffering has prevented me from ever shadowing one young soul with the superstitions of the Christian religion." "The Bible and the Church have been the greatest stumbling blocks in the way of women's emancipation." "The bible teaches that woman brought sin and death into the world, that she precipitated the fall of the race, that she was arraigned before the judgment seat of Heaven, tried, condemned and sentenced. Marriage for her was to be a condition of bondage, maternity a period of suffering and anguish, and in silence and subjection, she was to play the role of a dependent on man's bounty for all her material wants, and for all the information she might desire...Here is the Bible position of woman briefly summed up." She wrote of the Bible, "I found nothing grand in the history of the Jews nor in the morals inculcated in the Pentateuch. Surely the writers had a very low idea of the nature of their god. They made him not only anthropomorphic, but of the very lowest type, jealous and revengeful, loving violence rather than mercy. I know of no other books that so fully teach the subjection and degradation of women." [Women Without Superstition] - Elizabeth Cady Stanton, American suffragist (1815-1902). Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted May 4, 2010 Share Posted May 4, 2010 Muslim suicide bombers in Britain are set to begin a three-day strike on Monday in a dispute over the number of virgins they are entitled to in the afterlife. Emergency talks with Al Qaeda have so far failed to produce an agreement. The unrest began last Tuesday when Al Qaeda announced that the number of virgins a suicide bomber would receive after his death will be cut by 25% this April, from 72 to only 54. The rationale for the cut was the increase in recent years of the number of suicide bombings and a subsequent shortage of virgins in the afterlife. The suicide bombers' union, the British Organization of Occupational Martyrs (or B.O.O.M.) responded with a statement that this was unacceptable to its members and immediately balloted for strike action. General Secretary Abdullah Amir told the press, "Our members are literally working themselves to death in the cause of Jihad. We don't ask for much in return but to be treated like this is like a kick in the teeth." Speaking from his shed in Tipton in the West Midlands in which he currently resides, Al Qaeda chief executive Osama bin Laden explained, "We sympathize with our workers' concerns but Al Qaeda is simply not in a position to meet their demands. They are simply not accepting the realities of modern-day Jihad in a competitive marketplace. "Thanks to Western depravity, there is now a chronic shortage of virgins in the afterlife. It's a straight choice between reducing expenditure and laying people off. I don't like cutting wages but I'd hate to have to tell 3000 of my staff that they won't be able to blow themselves up." Spokespersons for the union in the Northeast of England, Ireland, Wales and the entire Australian continent stated that the strike would not affect their operations as "There are no virgins in our areas anyway". Apparently the drop in the number of suicide bombings has been put down to the emergence of the Scottish singing star, Susan Boyle - now that Muslims know what a virgin looks like that they are not so keen on going to paradise. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted May 9, 2010 Share Posted May 9, 2010 And here I might (if I but durst) reveal What Pranks are play'd in the Confessional: How haunted Virgins have been dispossest, And Devils were cast out to let in Priest: What Fathers act with Novices alone, And what to Punks in shriving Seats is done; Who thither flock to Ghostly Confessor, To clear old Debts, and tick with Heav'n for more. Oft have I seen these hallow'd Altars stain'd With Rapes, those Pews with Buggeries profan'd : John Oldhams died 1683. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted May 24, 2010 Share Posted May 24, 2010 Test o' Fires by Michael Gibb Placing Satan in their handbags they go 'a knocking on doors where they're least expected to trade the here-and-now for everlasting obscurity. All for a Book filled with the occult, murderous intentions, and twisted realities where truth is falsehood and falsehood is gospel and a simple question merits the death penalty. With the pitter-patter of tiny feet they approach with learned stealth caring for nothing but the opium high of testifying. Overjoyed by rejection yet bewildered by disbelief their prayer orgies strafe the ethers in long arches of arrogance. "We have the truth!" they proclaim boldly as legion more proclaim a differing story. I read their Book filled with insanity, conflict, and unnumbered depravities then look into their junkie eyes. Nothing that I say can appease the Beast lurking behind the message with peace on the lips and dripping evil on the tongue. Quickly closing the door on the message of death disguised in goodness, a sigh of relief passes my lips. The wolves of the forest have been kept at bay for ,at least, one more day. An Atheist's Christmas by Kim Cole Can you hear the bells? Can you hear the bells? Can you hear them calling? Listen to the bells Listen to the bells Look, the boundary's falling I can smell the trees All so bright and green I can see the lights Twinkle in the night. I can feel the joy In the girls and boys I can see the hope In the smiling folk Can you hear the bells? Can you hear the bells? Can you hear them calling? Listen to the bells Listen to the bells Look, the boundary's falling It's the time of year To feel winter cheer All mankind is one All daughters and sons We should remember Not just December Believer or non All of us are one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted May 24, 2010 Share Posted May 24, 2010 The Guy Who Invented Religion by Cat He said: I want a barrier To divide Different people Who stood side by side. I want hypocrisy And constant war. Common sense I want to ignore. I want exploitation, My voice to be heard And to spread disease Throughout the World. I want riches, "It's god's word," i'll cry. While millions of people Fall down. And die. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted May 24, 2010 Share Posted May 24, 2010 Musical poetry, a favourite of mine. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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