Infantalism 3: Stupid Religion

Whether or not there is some mysterious purposive force that undergirds reality is a universal question that is worthy of any serious artist or thinker. Even the question of whether or not death truly marks the end of our consciousness or merely a transition into another state of being is legitimate enough, I suppose, to be permitted to survive. And the nature of identity, consciousness, life...these mysteries should fill us with awe, and if people want to gather regularly in something akin to a church to contemplate them, so be it.

ON THE OTHER HAND....

we really have to stop believing in little angels and demons and heavens and hells. Really? You honestly believe that there's some bad place where people get tortured for eternity if they're bad, run by a dude in a red suit with a goatee, horns, and a pitchfork? Really? You honestly believe that God makes a frowny face when you masturbate? You honestly believe that the world is 6,000 years old, or that once, God put 2 of everything on a boat and killed every other living thing? Well, if you believe any of that shit, you are either retarded or insane or a toddler.

So, religions of the world, listen to my plea; grow the goddamn fuck up, you infantile morons!

The real world is magical enough without having to invent a cosmic wizard who makes arbitrary and irrational decisions about what you can eat or fuck or believe. We're adults, goddamnit. Look, here's the deal; bad shit happens, and you are going to die. Ok? Got it? Good. Now let's be grownups and try to have a nice time and be decent and not kill each other.