Nostradumbass

 I had recently made a post, in which I made an attempt at predicting what the future will look like. After posting it and reading it later on, it had dawned on me that it might come off as some sort of conspiracy theory due to the fact that I write in such a disorganized and disconnected manner.

 I pretty much do think that in the future smartphones will come in the form of little nano technology implants. Except, unlike conspiracy theorists, I don't think it will be anything forced upon us. It will be considered an upgrade. We will be lining up to have them implanted in our brains willingly. It will restructure our entire society. Learning of new information will be done via software loading and schools will be there only for hands on practice.

 But who cares about the future, and that brings me to now. Looking back at my old post, I still hadn't sold my blackberry stocks till a few days after. Even then, so long as my money was still involved in that company I couldn't make a purely objective post. My cousin made it a good point in calling it an (ad) venture. Now that I am no longer the stock owner of the shittiest smartphone maker on earth, I can tell you, fuck money. Seriously, if you are making enough to have a good life, which I am, why worry about it. The only time people should worry about it is if you can't provide a roof and food for your family.

 This blog will go back to providing satirical insight in to my daily life encounters.

 Speaking of life and work, I keep carrying around this book that has for a cover an old drawing of muslims on horses from the crusades. Everyone wants to know what it's about. I always feel stupid explaining that its about a muslim monk from a certain sect trying to save his brother from his death and is constantly given moral dillemas through the process. So I just started telling them that it's sci-fi, like the crusades, with muslims, except on spaceships with lasers. Actually, the real explanation is less stupid, but I can't handle peoples prejudiced sweat over what I am reading.

 Every now and then I have to listen to some co-worker talk about Jesus. Which is ok, Jesus was a pretty cool guy in my book but the institution and it's followers is what scares me. Most of the time, I let them talk, while spacing out and nodding my head but this co-worker just couldn't handle me being an atheist (and i am not even that, but that's not important). So the conversation went something like this;

Have you been to church before?
Yes, for the nutcracker, but I was thrown out for unruly conduct when I was a kid
Oh, my yeah (she gets teary eyed at this point), you should come and check out my church sometime because Jesus
Yeah, I find Jesus to be a pretty cool guy, but I think the institution is there just for the money. 
Well, our church isn't like that, you should talk to my pastor, he breaks it down so it isn't all up there, so you can understand
Oh yeah because I wouldn't be able to understand otherwise
My pastor saved me because before I started going to this church, I use to lead a bad life and I got shot at and had to run away from this guy
Yeah, i've never been shot at and I was never part of a church or religion.

 At this point she had to go to the restroom but not without a promise to give me her churches information. Needless to say I left before she came back. But, this is a perfect example of why I hate religion. This self impossing of I am better than you, therefore I am saving you even though you don't realise it. The same way that they saved each other during the crusades.

 What kind of a god is it that these people believe in anyway? When I think of god, I think of a motherly or fatherly force, one that teaches me through karma. One that you know, doesn't want me walking around being anoying to everyone else about how my father is better than their father. Maybe one that just wants me to live my life the best way I can for my self and for those around me. That is taught through good motherly nurture. Not through ancient scriptures written by the hands of men.

 What is their god? One who sends you in to a pit of fire for touching your self? That gives trick questions to Abraham, cause otherwise he wouldn't know not to kill his son? That sounds like a pretty demented father to me.

 And what is the point of convincing someone else? Don't you get it? As soon as you start convincing me that you are better than me because of your religion, you are telling me you are making me an outsider because you are part of a different faction. You are directly responsible for dividing people. If you truly believed in Jesus, you would NEVER mention it unless someone pried really hard to find out. Instead you would only focus on doing good and shut the fuck up about your self.

One thing I will say, that religion has given, besides teaching Shaniqua at my job that she shouldn't get shot at, is art. With that said I give you my latest piece.

 I call it "Yeshua Ha'ha Nostry". I did this piece on my Samsung Galaxy S3. Watch this blog for more doodles finger painted on my phone.