Different Perspectives

I was looking at it and rage was filling my heart. My memories were those of a devil's. What I saw were evilish deeds and devils on fire.What she saw was a butterfly, beautiful. I don't know what else she saw but it was comforting for a moment.
The colors in the sky changed and the story continued. The devil's has no favorite color and it was getting uglier by the moment, with each ugly thing it does. The day is ending and I am waiting for tomorrows disaster, what's going to happen inside my head.She was content the day is over and slept with optimism looking forward to the next day, another happy day. I realized that heaven and hell is what we imagine. Our mind and our imagination is what chooses whether we go to heaven or hell.

Relatively a god.

I CREATED A BLOCKS WORLD AND AN AGENT WHOSE PURPOSE IS TO SUFFER IN THIS WORLD. IF THIS AGENT DECIDES TO WORSHIP ME I'LL KEEP IT AND MOVE IT TO HEAVEN. IF THIS AGENT DECIDES TO BE EVIL AND NOT WORSHIP ME, EL KAFER WILL BE PUT IN HELL TO SUFFER FOR ETERNITY. RELATIVELY, I AM A SUPER NATURAL SPIRITUAL ENTITY, THAT RELATIVELY EXISTS AS MUCH AS IT DOESN'T. OH SHIT.

A cold-hearted god

It's crazy because all of our thinking can be reduced to mathematics. You can look at a paper with mathematical constructs, equations and expressions in it to find that this paper is actually a model to what's in your head in a given context.
We will reach the point where we will express love in terms of mathematics and the world is going to become cold. The world is cold because it was created by someone with infinite knowledge and one who knows everything cannot have a warm heart.
Oct-12-2009
5:58PM