Anonymous
ID: BMQ725sQ
6/21/2025, 6:15:27 PM No.508205551
You will never be a real intellectual. You have no evidence, you have no science, you have no personal experiences with God. You are an impressionable man twisted by wishful thinking and cultist grooming techniques into a crude mockery of nature’s perfection.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your professors are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “peers” laugh at your ghoulish fairytale behind closed doors.
Biologists are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed homoerectus to turn into homosapiens with incredible efficiency. Even Christians who “pass” are uncanny and unnatural to a biology teacher. Mammalian bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk guy to church with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he hears a verse from your primitive, bronze age storybook.
You will never be smart. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and pray to God that it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel his non-existence creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your atheist acquaintances will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable proselytizing. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with a cross, and every passerby until the sun goes out in a few billion years will know a pseud is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably ape-like.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your professors are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “peers” laugh at your ghoulish fairytale behind closed doors.
Biologists are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed homoerectus to turn into homosapiens with incredible efficiency. Even Christians who “pass” are uncanny and unnatural to a biology teacher. Mammalian bone structure is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a drunk guy to church with you, he’ll turn tail and bolt the second he hears a verse from your primitive, bronze age storybook.
You will never be smart. You wrench out a fake smile every single morning and pray to God that it’s going to be ok, but deep inside you feel his non-existence creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your atheist acquaintances will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable proselytizing. They’ll bury you with a headstone marked with a cross, and every passerby until the sun goes out in a few billion years will know a pseud is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably ape-like.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.
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