Dante: Hell On Earth

Dear Mr. Dante,

Dreams come true.

“It is the doom of man that we forget”

Dante warned us what we faced….

The earth is burning out of control as we speak.

Mankind…..The arsonist of life.

Mankind…..The only hope.

I think we’re fucked….

Thank God, I’m an optimist!

I didn’t want to start out this post with that kind of attitude.

I don’t really like being a glass half empty type person.

I like being…..a “me” type person.

People are still killing people though…

If you don’t like this post, I will fucking kill you!

Sounds like as good a reason to kill someone as any other, don’t ‘cha think?

Killers of the weak and meek….

They steal children from their front yards, rape them, choke them, stab them; then throw them into dumpsters or rivers.

They blow people up because they believe that there are only 65 virgins, not 72….

They shoot people in the face for $12 and a carton of smokes.

They bomb people from the air because they crossed a line on the map.

They kill people because they don’t know any other way. After all, their parents killed them, didn’t they?
They kill them because they took the name of their Lord in vain.

They kill them because they don’t believe in the God of their own understanding.

Besides, they know they are right….They BELIEVE IT.

They kill a child because the child is sexy; the kid was just asking for it.

They kill Granny because they know she gets a check every month, and she’s frail…..and weak.

They choke or beat their wives to death because the bitch didn’t have supper on time…or they need the insurance money to buy that new boat…or an engagement ring for the new bitch.

They kill the homeless person living in the alley because the fucker keeps asking for money and they’re tired of having to step over the piece of shit to get to the porno store…..Besides, he’s weak too….and vulnerable.

Plus, no one will miss them.

Public service, I guess they could say.

“ I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die….”

When Jesus said “The meek shall inherit the earth” maybe he meant their bodies.

Piles of meek bodies stacked to the sky.

Evil reigns upon our lands.

If you turn the other cheek, you die.

Why do you think we have the ability to look over our shoulder?

It’s not because we like to see where we’ve been…

It’s because of danger and suspicion….instinct for survival.

Darwin said that only the strong survive…

 

 

 

 

I will die before I deny Christ…

I will die before I let anyone burn my flag.

I will die before I let someone slander my name…

No I won’t.

The above crap means nothing to me in all reality…

IN REALITY…

I want to live you see…

I want other people to live.

There is nothing worth dying for, except 2 things only;

I will die to protect my family and I will die to protect myself….That’s it.

I’m tired of death, I’m tired of war.

I’m tired of people preying on the weak and innocent.

I am tired of pedophiles that rape and murder children because their mommy was mean to them when they were kids.

I’m tired of the assholes that actually believe that shit.

I’m tired of people that kill in the name of God, Allah…Mohammed, Yahweh, Jehovah….Christ.

I’m tired of governments, controlled by little men that control millions of sheep ready to die for flag and country….

“Shake my hand, so I can see if you have a dagger up your sleeve”

Maybe mankind is a virus after all.

Weak viral cells have to die so that the stronger ones can feed off of them and survive to poison the host even further, mutating and adapting to become even harder to kill.

“Gimme all the money in the register!”

“Okay, there’s only $15 dollars, but I’ll give you all the cash in my purse…take anything you want, just don’t hurt me! I’ll give you an hour to get away before I call the police! Just don’t hurt me, I have kids!”

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

“Fucking, raghead!” “Fucking, Jew!” “Fucking, honky!” “Fucking, nigger!”

It doesn’t matter who you are, really…

If you have something that someone else wants, they will take it.

Oil, helpless children, women, money, cars….land….innocence.

What will I say to God when I meet him?

I know I won’t be able to look him in the eye….

“What in the hell is going on down there?!” asks God

I shrug my shoulders “I thought you knew” says I

“I quit paying attention after the flood. I thought that straightened everything out” God frowns….

I don’t blame him….

Free will and all that…..

“You left too many people” says I

This is my opinion;

A thought that I’d like for you to explore and consider….

Have you ever seen a beautiful work of art that everyone agreed on?

Have you ever seen a play or movie that everyone loved?

Dear God,

…..or whoever is running the show;

Please give me super powers so I can save the world from itself.

So I can punish evil-doers and tyrants.

Give me the powers to set things right.

Let me be the judge….

I will kill them all.

See….?