We’re each a product of our experiences, our environment, education and intellect. My “fictitious” mom was a borderline personality who sexually abused me at a very young age. Dad was an alcoholic sex addict who was passive and indifferent. Three severe head concussions and CTE later, I was an atheist and an iconoclast living in a puritanical sectarian society that turned the other cheek when it wasn’t crucifying you. While enlisted in the Navy I endured the looming threat of fictitious ass-greasings and foolishly informed them that I was a fictitious atheist. Life has been fictitious ever since.
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Atheist, nihilist, vegetarian, socialist, environmentalist, writer, theorist, humorist – destined for perdition. Hell will be rife with sweaty promiscuous women, warm beer and conversation with Freud and Nietzsche. Heaven will be 24 hours per day of the 700 club.
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