I Miss My “God”

For some reason, I was inspired to rewrite Lil Wayne’s song, I Miss My Dawgs.

 

I Miss My “God”

Verse 1

And man I miss the times,

that I lied,

you would keep on your side

You would teach me not to cry

and you would teach me about pride

Then I’d grab the bible,

go over the lines

I believed the same tradition,

but then I changed position, shit

I had to change, but I miss ya,

and its strange

but I, never forget ya

I know I put you in them Facebook memes wodie

You can’t be angry about the dissing wodie

That’s right,

you never replied,

and never will,

you don’t exist homie

Before I die,

It ain’t no lie

I’ll teach the kids homie

My knowledge is theirs

I gotta give homie,

and yea

Some people still follow in this bitch homie

Yea, St Patrick’s still represent homie, shit homie

I know the real

Is you feeling me Jizzle

That altar boy shit, still in me Jizzle,

word the giggity Jizzle

But I ain’t got time to change the history

I miss you and I know you missing me

Jesus

 

HOOK

 Man I miss my “god” (yeah)

Sunday mass was poppin’ (yeah)

Sunday mass new rosary beads (yeah)

Sunday mass stacking donations (yeah)

Man I miss my “god” (yeah)

Me and you through thick and thin (yeah)

Me and you to the very end (yeah)

Without you I can sin again (yeah)

 

Verse 2

And I remember when I prayed for the “truth”

Went to Catholic school, but never stayed for the “truth,”

Escaped to BLS during my youth

I emptied my school bag and ran for new tools

I went with the big bang and away from your rules

So I decided not to hang around and listen to your fools

And I was alone in my views, my church was angry at the schools, shit

But I knew I’d be straight

Vowed to stay away from the hate

Stopped going to mass and ignored all the fake

I was waiting for their anger to rise,

See I was patient so there was no surprise

Your building is filled only with lies

Real students never fear myths

But every faith ain’t filled with stories that’s real

You’re not real

You know I would quickly change my ways not turn you down

But you can never come around

motherfucker

History is history

I miss you and I know you missing me

Jesus

 

HOOK

Man I miss my “god” (yeah)

Sunday mass was poppin’ (yeah)

Sunday mass new rosary beads (yeah)

Sunday mass stacking donations (yeah)

Man I miss my “god” (yeah)

Me and you through thick and thin (yeah)

Me and you to the very end (yeah)

Without you I can sin again (yeah)

 

Verse 3

You was my guidance, my joy, my heart, my teacher

My main motherfucker the preacher

My brother, my pastor,

I was apprentice, he was master

I questioned, he schooled,

I challenged, he fooled

We sang, we prayed,

Poor people still paid

I was hip to the game,

Saw the answers were lame

Remember my questions, I was skeptical

I remained in trouble every day ‘cause your logic was terrible

Remember that I’d leave, and, my bible stayed behind

You told me not to research on my own, but I was straight on the grind

While I watched how you lied to the laity

Including my family and friends, your methods are shady

Yea I hate those times my “brother”

Now I recognize real you were never my brother

Yea, I realize my “brother,”

I got my brothers

The men you leave behind are my brothers

 

HOOK

Man I miss my “god” (yeah)

Sunday mass was poppin’ (yeah)

Sunday mass new rosary beads (yeah)

Sunday mass we were counting cash (yeah)

Man I miss my “god” (yeah)

Me and you through thick and thin (yeah)

Me and you to the very end (yeah)

Without you I can sin again (yeah)

 

Simply put, I think I just miss being dumb!

@PeteTeix617

About these ads

Fun With Pics

I always found memes to be hilarious, but I never knew how easy it was to create them. Unfortunately, I was too lazy to take a moment to look into the process, up until recently. I am now addicted to creating these wonderful captioned photos. Here are the first several memes that I have posted on Facebook, along with my comments.

 I

If you’re going to go imaginary, go with the fun guy!

II

Awh! I feel so bad.

LIKE if you believe in second chances.

SHARE if you believe in practicing what you preach.

IGNORE if you don’t forgive.

III

Catch 22…

IV

Rejoice!

V

At Least it’s fat free!

VI

The devil makes me do bad things!

VII

I thought Tony Stark was arrogant!

I hope these were entertaining!

@PeteTeix617

An Overdue Conversation

I’m skeptical when it comes to psychics but I decided to give the experience a try and see what all the hype was about. I drove to Hollywood and found a “reputable” medium to help me uncover the world of the unknown.

I don’t really have any desire to know what will happen in my future so there was no point in going down that path. I did have some questions that I wanted answered, but there was no need for me to ask any of them; the psychic already had something planned for me.

“I will answer the main question that has plagued you for most of your life.” She said confidently.

I wasn’t sure what she was talking about, and I seriously thought about demanding my money back and storming out of the cuckoo’s nest, but curiosity got the best of me. (Thank goodness I’m not a cat!)

After a few minutes of preparation, the psychic held my hands and asked me to close my eyes. I followed several more instructions and eventually found myself in the middle of an out-of-body experience.

Before I knew it, I was in a strange place. There was no furniture because the floor was comfortable enough to either lie on or sit; I never experienced a more relaxing setting. There was a woman stroking a harp in one corner, but she did not seem to notice my arrival. The walls seemed to be made up of some weird reinforced cloud material. They were deceptively strong but soft to the touch. Leaning up against the wall felt like jumping onto a five thousand thread count comforter atop a Tempur-Pedic mattress.

Initially, I thought that I was the only other person in the room, but after gathering my bearings I realized that there were two beings at the other end of the room. I couldn’t make out their form, but these two were clearly not human beings. I wasn’t sure if I should approach them, but I didn’t have a choice so I walked to where they were standing.

When I got within earshot I said hello, but they didn’t seem to hear me. It turns out that these two were in the middle of a conversation. I wasn’t sure if they could see me or if I was invisible. Their bodies were made out of what appeared to be a mist, which continued to take different forms. One of the beings was about twice the size of the other and changed shapes more frequently.

I didn’t want to be nosy, but there was nothing I could do other than sit on the comfortable floor and wait until they were done talking.

Here is what I heard.

Being 1: “What is it now; why are you always angry? You’re the only person here who is never happy.”

Being 2: “Nothing is wrong. Anyway, I thought you knew everything?”

Being 1: “I can’t take it anymore. You’ve been angry for two thousand years but recently, you’ve been unbearable. What is bothering you?”

Being 2: “You never apologized for making me go through unspeakable pain. You have no idea what it was like.”

Being 1: “I thought we discussed this? You agreed to make the sacrifice for the good of humanity.”

Being 2: “I know I agreed, but I feel like you didn’t appreciate what I did.”

Being 1: “Of course I appreciate it. There are monuments all over the world dedicated to your memory. What more do you want? I don’t understand what the problem is.”

[As I sat on the floor, I realized who these beings were. I was in the presence of God and Jesus. I couldn’t believe it!]

Jesus: “The crucifixion was horrible, but that’s not what is really bothering me.”

God: “Then what is it?”

Jesus: “I don’t want to talk about it because you wouldn’t understand.”

God: “After two thousand years of you being angry, there is no way I’m dropping this now; tell me why you’re angry.”

Jesus: “Why did I have to die a virgin?”

God: “What?”

Jesus: “On earth. You sent me to save the human souls, and I didn’t get to enjoy the entire experience.”

God: “Is that what has been bothering you all these years?”

Jesus: “Yes! Seriously, what was the point? I sacrificed my life by dying the most excruciating death, and for what; all we are left with is a Church whose leadership is full of pedophiles and pedophile sympathizers. I feel cheated.”

God: “I understand that things haven’t exactly worked out, but why are you mad at me? I never said you couldn’t have sex.”

Jesus: “You never said it but you implied it with all that ‘set an example’ talk.”

God: “I said set an example, but I never placed a restriction on sex. I understand that you are frustrated, but don’t try and blame me; you could have slept with whichever woman you desired.”

Jesus: “I guess you’re right; I only have myself to blame.”

God: “I always wondered why you didn’t sleep with any women. I figured you didn’t have any interest. You were always around so many men; there was one point I actually thought you were gay.”

Jesus: ”I wasn’t gay; I just had trouble speaking when I was in the company of a beautiful woman. I never knew how to break the ice.”

God: “Are you kidding me? I gave you the power to perform miracles. You could have had any woman you wanted. I can’t count how many times I same you pass up some of my best work.”

Jesus: “For many years, I didn’t understand it either, but after watching the Forty Year-Old Virgin, I realized that I was putting the pussy on a pedestal. The sad thing is, I never discovered how to stop glorifying the pussy.”

God: “What do you mean?”

Jesus: “I waited so long to have sex that it eventually became an unattainable goal. My friends tried to tell me that I was over-thinking things but I was too afraid to take the first step. I always got too nervous”

God: “Why didn’t you just have one of the guys bring someone for you? Your apostles were some serious players; between the group, I think half of Jerusalem went down.”

Jesus: “Yeah, Simon slept next door and he never had a night off. It’s not fair; I want to go back so I can have an orgasm.”

God: “I knew you never had sex, but I didn’t know you never had an orgasm.”

Jesus: “Well, I kind of had one.”

God: “What do you mean kind of?”

Jesus: “There was this one time that I woke up from a wet dream; it was horrible.”

God: “Were you scared because it was the first time you saw semen?”

Jesus: “No. The guys already explained that to me. I said it was horrible because it was my first orgasm and I missed it. Do you know how frustrating it is to wake up, drenched in your own jizz, and completely missing out on the orgasm? It fucking sucks, dad!”

God: “Yeah, I guess that is pretty bad.”

Jesus: “It always bothered me that I never had sex, but recently it’s been unbearable; these humans are out of control. I can’t take it anymore. Do you not see how these people are living? With all these tiny cameras and smart phones, a new porn star is made every other minute of the day. I can’t look at earth for a second without seeing some slut, whooping it up and showing the goods! I NEED TO KNOW WHAT PUSSY FEELS LIKE!”

God: “Yeah, I feel like it’s Sodom and Gomorrah all over again?”

Jesus: “Did you ever have sex?”

God: “Of course. I definitely took the form of a human being and slept with a few women in my early years.”

Jesus: “Can I go back? I need to have sex!”

God: “You’re my son and I want you to be happy, but what happens if I send you back and you freeze up?”

Jesus: “Are you kidding me? There is no way I’ll freeze up. If you send me back, I’ll bang everything in sight; it’s a completely different world; women are sleeping with men for cheeseburgers.”

[I let out a loud sneeze and the two beings turn to face me.]

Jesus: “My dad blesses you.”

Me: “Thanks.”

God: “What are you doing here?”

Me: “I went to see a psychic and she sent me here. I guess she wanted me to see that you were real. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on your conversation, but when I said hello, no one seemed to notice me.”

God: “Is there anything you need to know before I send you back?”

Me: “Yeah! I’ve been an atheist for some time now and I’m wondering if you can find it in your heart to forgive me and allow me to enter Heaven when I die?”

God: “Of course. I’m not happy with the religions of the world. Most of those people will be taking the elevator to the ground level after they die. Honestly, If I lived on earth, I’d be an atheist too!”

Me: “This is refreshing; I always figured that the two of you quoted Bible quotes whenever you spoke. That would have been annoying.”

God: “I have nothing to do with that book. I sent Jesus to teach the humans that the Bible is a bunch of mythological stories and not the word of the Lord, but instead of listening to him, they went ahead and added a new freaking Testament. I gave up trying to get through to those religious nuts!”

Me: “I hear you; they’re impossible to reason with.”

Jesus: “Hey dad, since you’re about to send this guy back to earth, can I just tag along?”

Me: “That’s cool with me. And Bro, I’m glad you finally got all those feelings off your chest; unnecessary stress can kill you.”

Jesus: “Thanks!”

God: ”That’s not how it works. I have to plan these things out to ensure that we do not upset the balance of the universe. You will go to earth in due time.”

Jesus: “Ok, I can wait; I guess.”

God: “Here is what will happen. I will send our friend here back to earth and he will prepare for your visit. I will ensure that his novel will be published and it will be a great success. I will also see to it that the screenplay he co-wrote with his cousin will be picked up by a major production company; I read the script and I laughed my ass off!”

Me: “Wow, thanks God! You’re the best; I can’t believe you enjoyed the script. What about the manuscript; did you get a chance to read it?”

God: “I did read it and I loved the book. You should be proud of the finished products.”

Me: “This is unbelievable. Is there anyway  you can make me cry tears of joy?”

[It appears that God is pointing his index finger towards me.]

God: “Here you go.”

[Tears begin to flow from my eyes.]

Me: “Thanks, big guy!”

God: “Once you achieve great success, you will prepare for my son’s arrival. It will be your duty to ensure that he sows his wild oats.”

Jesus: “YES! It’s about time for my second coming!”

Me: “Yeah, especially since the first one was during a wet dream.”

[They both laugh.]

Jesus: “I’m going to find a hot scientist and give her the Big Bang!”

[We all laugh.]

Me: “This will be an experience.”

God: “I’ll work out the details and one of my angels will notify you before Jesus’ arrival.”

Me: “Ok. Thanks again for the kind words.”

God: “Keep up the good work.”

Me: “Hey, before I go; did Michael Jackson molest those boys?”

God: “What are you TMZ? Get your nosy ass out of here!”

Me: “Sorry, I didn’t know it was such a sensitive subject.”

God: “I’m just not into gossiping.”

[I turn to Jesus.]

Me: “Don’t worry big bro; I’m going to build the largest most panty-droppingest mansion, ever. You’ll be taking that pussy down from the pedestal in no time!”

Jesus: “I can’t wait!”

[In the blink of an eye, I return to the room with the psychic. She knew that I saw the Lord, but she didn’t get to hear what was discussed. I thanked her for her assistance before leaving. I didn’t feel the need to share any of the details with her and she never inquired.]

{THE END}

I can’t wait to carry out the mission!

@PeteTeix617

When WWJD Goes Bad

Most people are familiar with the New York mafia. The Commission, made up of the Five Families ruled the underworld with the precision of a hidden underground mafia organization. (Sometimes, I just don’t feel like coming up with analogies!)

What people fail to realize is the fact that there was one ruling family, The Vaticano, which ran the criminal underworld prior to the Five Families. The family’s patriarch, Don Agostino, was an extremely religious man who ruled with the ruthlessness of a 15th Century Roman Catholic Pope. (Sometimes, I love creating analogies!)

Don Agostino killed indiscriminately, but he loved the lord and believed that it was the god’s will for him to rid the world of sinners. (This guy was more hypocritical than the Pope condemning pedophilia!)

The Don often quoted the bible before sending out one if his henchmen to perform a hit on an enemy. Don Agostino believed that he was lord of the underworld and his soldiers were his lions. The Don often paraphrased 1 Kings 20:35-36. Is most famous line was, “since my enemies did not obey the voice of the lord, a lion will kill him.” (The Don never understood the concept of blasphemy!)

Although he was an evil man who committed unspeakable acts, Don Agostino often asked himself, “what would Jesus do” before making difficult decisions. Strangely, the Don believed that he was living in the image of Christ. The family continued to rule the criminal underworld in the United States for a quarter of a century, until one major decision ended his reign.

The Don didn’t believe in having one underboss, so he appointed a commission of six trusted advisers. Five of the men are well-known, but the sixth man’s name is never to be mentioned again. The five advisers were named Tommy Lucchese, Vito Genovese, Carlo Gambino, Joe Bonanno, and Joe Profaci. It was Carlo Gambino who uncovered a secret plot against the Don Agostino. Gambino revealed that the sixth advisor was planning to assassinate Don Vaticano, in order to take over the family.

The Don thanked Carlo Gambino for his loyalty then retreated to his library in order to plan his course of action. This is where the Don made his fatal mistake. Don Agostino Vaticano asked himself, “what would Jesus Do?” After a long night of contemplation, the Don arranged a dinner with his six advisers.

The Don wanted to have a last supper with his most trusted underbosses. The dinner was set for Easter Sunday, and located at a five star restaurant in the middle of Manhattan. The seven men enjoyed a delectable meal, and then the Don stood up to speak.

Don Agostino Vaticano: “I want to thank all of you for your loyalty. Together, we have ruled this country and made millions of dollars. I wish this was a celebratory dinner, but I speak with a heavy heart.”

The Don’s eyes began to water as he spoke. The men were speechless while they sat and watched their fearless leader struggle to address them. After a moment to compose himself, the Don continued.

Don Agostino Vaticano: “It has been brought to my attention that one of you is planning to betray me. This news has caused me a great deal of anguish; the six of you are like sons to me. I decided to have this last dinner before our family is torn apart; I will deal with the dissenter in the appropriate manner.”

The Don made the decision to follow in Jesus’ footsteps, but it was a rookie mistake. The sixth advisor realized that his plan was no longer a secret so he did the only thing he could do; he brandished a firearm and shot Don Agostino in cold blood. Carlo Gambino reacted quickly and shot the traitor before he could cause any more damage.

The Don died instantly. He did not have any sons, so the five remaining advisers created a commission and split up the city amongst themselves.

[The End]

     If you ever find yourself in a conundrum, don’t ask, “what would Jesus do?” (Unless you want to die as he did!)

***This was a true story based on a fictional tale, created by me!***

     Personally, I think Jesus would go all out for a Klondike Bar. This may seem like a difficult question to answer, but it’s pretty obvious what would happen. First, Jesus would invent a massive chest freezer, since refrigeration wasn’t invented during his mythical life on earth. The next thing Jesus would do is recreate his famous “fish trick,” by cloning more Klondike Bars. (I chose to go with cloning because we all know Jesus was about that science life!) Once Jesus filled the freezer with a year’s supply of Klondike Bars, he would make the owner of the original ice cream bar as his most trusted apostle. The two men would then offer a free Klondike Bar to everyone who accepted Jesus as their lord and savior. The people who failed to follow Christ, would be banished to Hell. (In this instance, Hell is simply being forced to live in Jerusalem’s desert climate without a Klondike Bar!)

Please feel free to submit your answers to the all-important question, “WHAT WOULD JESUS DO FOR A KLONDIKE BAR!”

I believe it was Forrest Gump who said, “religion is like a box of chocolates; you have to pay for it!”

@PeteTeix617

If This Actually Happened

Here is the Picture that everyone and their mother is posting. (It’s Facebook, so you know I’m being literal!)

People seem to find this picture to be inspirational, but I can’t stop laughing whenever I see it, which is almost daily! (Thanks to all my friends who keep me in tears!)

     Here is the conversation, if this picture actually happened:

(Doorbell rings.)

I open the door and see exactly what is pictured above.

Me: “Hell yes! I want to go to the toga party!”

Crazy-Guy-In-A-White-Dress: “Hello, friend. I am here to spread the word of the ‘lord’.”

Me: “Damn, when did Jehovah witnesses switch up the gear? I’m not with this cross-dressing shit; I liked the shirt and tie look better.”

Crazy-Guy-In-A-White-Dress: “I’m collecting for the Jehovah’s witnesses. May I come into your house and introduce you to the ways of the Lord!”

Me: “Sorry buddy, but I’m definitely not with that fugazi shit. I don’t care what you crazy guys are into, but I’m not ‘bout that life!”

Crazy-Guy-In-A-White-Dress: “I think you are mistaken; there is nothing fake about ‘the lord’. We are all ‘god’s’ children; do not reject his love.”

Me: “Tell your ‘god’ that I’m an atheist and I’m just not that into him.”

Crazy-Guy-In-A-White-Dress: “All people are children of ‘god.’ He loves atheist just the same. He placed you on this earth for a purpose.”

Me: “That’s great. My purpose is to be an atheist, so stop trying to convert me. This is what your ‘god’ wanted for me.”

The guy hands me a couple pamphlets.

Crazy-Guy-In-A-White-Dress: “Take these and learn about ‘the lord’.”

     Me: “The Watchtower? I’m all set; no thanks!”

Crazy-Guy-In-A-White-Dress: “Keep them and read whenever you find yourself in need of inspiration.”

Me: “How about you take your pamphlets and I watch you get the hell away from my doorstep?”

Crazy-Guy-In-A-White-Dress: “Why are you rejecting ‘god’?”

Me: “Are you slow? I already told you that I am an atheist. Go bother someone else with your nonsense.”

I take a look at the second pamphlet.

Me:Testigos de Jehova? Hey jackass, I’m Cape Verdean; not Hispanic.”

I extend my arm and attempt to hand over the pamphlets.

Crazy-Guy-In-A-White-Dress: “My friend, those are for you to keep.”

Me: “You know what, I will keep them; thanks!”

Crazy-Guy-In-A-White-Dress: “When you find it in your heart to accept ‘the lord,’ we will meet again.”

Me: “Excuse me for one second; I’ll be right back.”

I run into the kitchen and return to the door after grabbing a lighter. I light the pamphlets on fire and throw them to the ground.

Me: “Sorry pal, it looks like the devil is winning this round!”

The horrified man runs off.

[THE END]

I honestly can’t look at the picture without thinking that Jesus converted to the Jehovah’s Witness faith. I can understand if this post offends people, but if you should check your pulse if you didn’t at least chuckle! (It’s OK; your ‘lord’ will forgive you!)

I often hear people complain about the annoying Jehovah’s Witnesses, but they never seem to make it to my doorstep. I can’t wait to let the person into my house for a long conversation. I don’t have anything planned, but I’m sure it will be something worth recording!

I saw this online and thought I should share it.

This is a suggestion on how to get rid of Jehovah’s Witnesses:

Jehovah’s Witness: “Hello, I am here to collect for the Jehovah’s Witnesses.”

Response: “Great! I’m Jehovah; how much have we collected so far?”

Enjoy life’s many funny moments!

@PeteTeix617

Un-Ashy Wednesday

I think Los Angeles is the place for me. Yesterday was the first time in my life that I didn’t see one person with a symbolic dirty forehead. I am new to atheism, but I never understood the tradition of placing a smudge of ash on a person’s forehead. (I think I was twelve the last time I allowed someone to dirty my forehead with ash!)

To me, religions would be better if, at the beginning of the year, there was an election in which people could vote on the traditions to follow. I think the Catholics would have voted “NAY” on Ash Wednesday a long time ago.

Even better, religious leaders could propose new traditions which the people could vote for. Imagine how great that would be. (Obviously, Catholics would be excluded from this new way of practicing religion because they have a Pope who runs things!) There could be a young hip priest who creates a beer pong tournament in honor of his “god.” The winners of the tourney are to be free from sin for one year. (That’s the type of religion I could find myself getting involved with!)

Another tradition I never understood was lent. If Jesus sacrificed for his people, why the hell would we have to sacrifice, AGAIN? It makes no goddamn sense. The sacrifice has been accomplished; there is no need to give up anything for forty days.

Furthermore, if you’re going to do what Jesus would do, go all the way. Giving up one “luxury” item doesn’t seem to cut it. Catholics believe that Jesus fasted for forty days and forty nights, so I say, go ahead and do that. If you’re not going to honor the sacrifice properly, don’t bother at all. I honestly don’t understand how making a child give up M&Ms for forty days makes them like Jesus. If anything, I would hate Jesus if I had to give up anything.

Traditions are usually ridiculous and nonsensical, but they are here to stay. Followers will continue to do as they are told to do, and the non-believers will continue to laugh our asses off!

I found this to be hilarious!

Feel free to comment and tell the rest of us what you gave up for lent. I‘ll play along, for shits and giggles, and give up condoms! ***”GOD” HELP ME!*** (Honestly, shits and giggles. How the hell did those two words come together to mean something?)

@PeteTeix617

Funny Church Signs

Due to a lack of free time, I have decided to post some funny church signs. Some of these have clearly been photoshopped!

#1

Sex will always sell!

#2

Talk about your money back guarantee!

#3

I’m sure the townspeople enjoyed explaining this one to the children!

#4

How the hell do they know?

#5

Sounds like a great time! Where the hell can I find a baby Jesus?

#6

That’s not nice!

#7

I think Jesus is going to lose this battle!

#8

Why would anyone want Santa to die?

#9

I thought the church was against heat!

#10

Of course, this is my favorite of the bunch. Thanks for thinking of us!

*BONUS*

How can you not step foot in this church after reading that?

I hope these were enjoyable!

@PeteTeix617

 

A Different Perspective

Christmas is beginning to be my favorite holiday; it’s arguably the most important day in Christianity, but somehow, Santa Claus is more important than Jesus! As an atheist, this is truly the greatest gift Santa ever delivered! (In the battle of mythological heroes, Santa is more powerful!)

Many people attempt to justify their failure to avoid falling into the trap of consumerism, but they are not able to fool me. Luckily for Christians, Jesus does not exist because if he did, his jealous father would probably destroy America as an example to the rest of the world! (My prediction: In four score and seven years, the United States of America will completely disassociate Jesus from Christmas!)

For those of you who drink “the other crappy cola,” it brings me great pleasure to mention the fact that the Coca Cola Company is responsible for the modern version of Santa Claus! (Coke is the best!) *To read more about the best drink created by man, click the link: A True Coke Head.*

The way I see it, Christmas, and all other mythological celebrations is all about the children. Watching a youngster open presents, with the excitement of a Broncos fan watching the great Tim Tebow score a touchdown, warms my heart! The fact that 99.4% of children completely forget about Jesus, on his birthday, is truly the gift that keeps on giving! (It is said that every time a child thanks Santa Claus for a present, an angel commits suicide!)

Yesterday, I found a book on the kitchen table; arguably the best present you can give a child! (I said arguably!) The novel was a copy if the Wizard of Oz. I opened to the introduction and found a wonderful surprise. Here is what I read:

     “Movie ‘The Wizard of Oz’: Transported to a surreal landscape, a young girl kills the first woman she meets, then teams up with three complete strangers to kill again.” – Actual listing in the TV section of the Marin Independence-Journal, Marin, California, Summer 2002.

I couldn’t stop laughing! Perspective is everything!

     Here is my review of Christmas, from the perspective of an alien who recently landed on earth!

“The holiday seems to be one in which millions of people, throughout the world, spit in the face of their so called ‘Lord and Savior!’ They blatantly choose to worship a jolly bearded fellow, who has the ability to deliver presents to all of the ‘good’ children! Every so often, one of these half-assed followers will feel a sense of guilt and remember to say, ‘Happy birthday, Jesus!’ These Christians would all go to Hell, if the place existed! The followers of Christianity must truly hate their Christ!”

Merry Christmas!

@PeteTeix617

This Actually Happened – December 24th, 2011

You Betcha

     Although the Denver Broncos lost last week, some good may come out of the game; I made an interesting bet with one of my cousins. At the end of the day, nothing may come out of this, but if one of us wins, it will be epic! Before I reveal the details of the wager, allow me to give some background. My cousin is the executive director of a nonprofit organization. He has an Ivy League degree, and he has never consumed a drop of alcohol. If the Denver Broncos win the Super Bowl, he will be forced to purchase a bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue Label and take three shots. (I hope he doesn’t turn into an alcoholic! *WINK*) If the New England Patriots win the Super Bowl, I will have to attend a mass at St Patrick’s Church in Roxbury, and SING the hymn! (Lucky for me, I have a great singing voice!) I have faith in Tebow! I honestly think the Broncos will come through for me! BELIEVE IT OR NOT!

I RECENTLY EXPERIENCED A MIRACLE! I DRANK A RED BULL BOTTLE AND OUR LORD AND SAVIOR JESUS CHRIST APPEARED, RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES!!! THANKFULLY, I CAPTURED A PHOTO!!!

HE’S A LOT SMALLER THAN I THOUGHT!

@PeteTeix617

Where Did I Hear That Before

I wanted to move Bagging Up to Tuesday, but Wednesday is a better fit. For today’s entry, I will deal with an interesting question; is the Jesus story original?

This is not an attempt to disprove the Jesus story. (We already know it is a myth!) I am simply trying to show that the writers of the gospels were plagiarists. That being said, just because the story was unoriginal does not prove that Jesus didn’t exist, but it does make one think! (Please let me know if you are not thinking!)

I was always under the impression that the story of Christ and his magical virgin birth was an original, until a few years ago; I saw a documentary on the History Channel which revealed, 30 years before Jesus there was a man who made the same claims. I can’t find the film or the information, so it is not applicable. (I will find it one day!)

Luckily, I have a personal library, in my room, which contains some relevant books. There are two major claims. One comes from Egypt and the other comes from the Greco-Roman tradition. I’ll review the material and reveal what I uncover!

We do not have an exact date for the bible, so believers can say, “the bible was written before Greek and Egyptian myths; they are the ones who are guilty of plagiarizing.” This would be a great point, except for the fact that Jesus first appears in the New Testament, which we do have a date for. The other traditions clearly predate the Jesus stories!

I’ll start with Egypt since they provided the world with the original myth. Before we discuss the birth of Horus, we must deal with Isis, his mother. There are those who argue that Isis was not a virgin, but there is enough evidence to show that she was indeed chaste. Isis was a virgin! I don’t think the story of Horus’ birth would make any sense, otherwise.

***A FEW BOOKS FROM MY MYTHOLOGY SECTION***

     According to my source, Egyptian Myths by George Hart, the god Geb and the goddess Nut had four children, Osiris, Isis, Seth, and Nephthys. (Clearly, the followers of the “god of Abraham” copied their practice of incest from the Egyptians!) Osiris married Isis, but he was murdered by his brother Seth. “With Osiris dead…Isis determines to use her immense magical powers to recover the body of Osiris and resurrect it sufficiently to conceive a son to avenge the monstrous usurpation and murder.” (Pg. 32)

Isis, the virgin, gives birth to Horus. He becomes takes revenge and rules Egypt. The ancient historian Plutarch was the first to plagiarize the story; he replaced the Egyptian gods with Greek ones. (That’s sad! The Christians didn’t even steal from Egypt; they stole from the guy who stole from Egypt!)

The next myth comes from the Greco-Roman tradition; the story of the birth of the god Dionysos. For this tale, I used the book The Library of Greek Mythology by Apollodorus. (Translated by Robin Hard) A man named Cadmos founded the city of Thebes. Zeus fell in love with one of his four daughters, Semele, who was the only unmarried virgin. Hera, queen of the gods, grew jealous and killed Semele. Luckily, Zeus saved their offspring Dionysos.

I think I heard this before. A virgin gives birth to a child by a god. The only difference is the fact that the Greeks keep it real. Here is my favorite part of the story.  Written in parenthesis is this sentence, “After Semele’s death, the other daughters of Cadmos spread the tale that Semele had slept with a mortal but falsely laid the blame on Zeus, and that she had been struck down by a thunderbolt because of that.” (Pg. 101)

Greco-Roman myths rule! **Don’t forget to pick up a copy of the bible; those stories are just as entertaining!** I can’t wait for the truth to come out about our beloved Mary! (If you want to read my version of the story, click the link: Virgin Birth)

There is a lot of interesting information on the web, concerning the subject; Google the topics and come to your own conclusions.

@PeteTeix617