Belief

Be warned.
This post might trigger your anger.
But there ain't anything you can do.
For this is my blog.
Leave if you want to.
This post would be more of my own perception.
No offence.

Belief.
There are many beliefs in this world.
Christianity, Buddism and others.
God.
I don't believe its existance.
It. No he. No she or 'You' But IT.
For its non existance.
God is just something.
Something for the light hearted.
Something to motivate yourself.
For those who are not confident in their capabilities.
For those weak hearted.
Weaklings.
I'll give you an example.
When the person does badly in his exam.
He pray to 'god'.
For he knows that 'god' will assist him.
He will motivate himself.
He will work hard.
He will study.
Thus he will do better.
Then this would be the deception of the perception.
For those light and weak hearted.
Illusions. Deception.
How ugly.
Another thing to take note of.
If people were to really to believe in god.
Would people be forced to ask people to join them.
Example.
City Harvest Church 'people' are actually given a quota to 'recruit' new members.
If you're really good.
Is there a need for that.
Pathetic.
Pitiful.
I despise.
Allowing something which doesn't exist to control your life.
Be ashamed.
The corrupted ones.
Ugly humans.
Loathsome belief.
Foul beings.
The fallen ones.
Blinded souls.

What i believe.
I believe in myself.
I believe in my capabilities.
I believe in luck. Not miracles.
I believe in coincidence. Not fate.
For in the end.
You are accounted for your life.
You take charge of your decisions.
Not them.
Not it.
Its you.

Song for this post.
Zombie by The Cranberries.
Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...

Another mother's breakin',
Heart is taking over.
When the violence causes silence,
We must be mistaken.

It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.
In your head, in your head they're still fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a...