It's a Family Affair, section here, my memories of...

Religion will turn your biological family into monsters

My family was great, up and until the slithery hands of 'religion' grabbed each and every one of us.

Me, I managed to let go, cut loose, of these religious tentacles, but others have not and as such have
forever warped their way of thinking.

Snakes love 'the church' and snakes use the church to gain mind control over others.

Religion is evil, in my opinion, and have seen the damage it can cause, like how parents will 'divorce' their own child if child even
show's hint of being 'gay', or like story I heard the other day when daughter didn't want to be a 'Nun' anymore, Mother instantly stopped talking to her and told her to leave the house...are you kidding me?

I think most people who are religious actually are worshipping Satan, the devil.

Actually I take that back.

For who says Satan or the Devil is actually bad or evil...man and religion does...why?

All Satan wanted was 'freedom', who doesn't want freedom?

Who doesn't want to be allowed to explore thought outside of cultural bounds? and chains?

To me, Satan is no more evil for wanting freedom than slaves are for wanting freedom.

Religion totally screwed up my family.

And each and one of them will learn, soon or later, how used and abused they were by 'docterine'.

I've made my peace, and emotionally cannot go back to 'those' who basically could care the less if still breathing or not.

I could be at the bottom of a lake, in a barrel, for years, dead, and who would care?

There's nothing there anymore.

People put you in a grave by ignoring you, and such people leave you in that grave, with no intent of digging you out, so one day if dig self out of that grave why would you run back to the ones who left you in the grave to die and rot?

You're not running back to Love, you're running back to indifference.

I don't need those of my past anymore, since those in my past have buried me in a grave and left me there, content with me being there.

That's a powerful lesson.

Older Brother, back when you were cool to me, and use to sample songs like this......



back when older brother were cool.

Just wait..
(only my female cousins are exempt)...lol and theater, and of course Aunt.

Everyone else...theater of course...

Death warrant





Theater...I love theater.

Not only that, but I think I've gotten about as 'close' as I want to get to those who if I had passed away years ago, would still be eating dinner as if nothing had occurred, this idea that I should work myself back closer to those who have basically sealed me out, is abhorant actually, like trying to work your way back to a group of monsters, what kind of an emotional pitfall would that be (no question mark, cause that's a statement)

Hate comes in many different forms, hate can be silent also...and to me that's a truer form of hate.

I've learned what I need to know, like orbiting a planet, a toxic planet, but by no means do I want to land on that planet, just observe for a while as I set course, again, for a different galaxy.