Your humanity is conditional, and if that makes you uncomfortable, you’re doing it wrong. Maybe you didn’t hear, but God is dead. And good. fucking. riddance. Except, for some reason, people won’t let him go and it’s going to destroy humanity. Everything you’ve ever thought was right or wrong, you thought because someone told you. And they only told you because someone told them. But how the hell could they possibly know better than you? Who the fuck put them in charge? The Great Big Dead Guy in the sky? Fuck that. Let them waste their lives trying to please others who exist and Others who don’t.
Seriously. We have limitless potential, and we’re wasting it worrying about sin and Hell and Heaven. And maybe you don’t actually believe in any of that. You think that makes you better than anyone else? Wrong answer, asshole. It makes you worse.
At least believers can tell you exactly why they’re pissing their lives away; see for yourself. Ask one. “Why do you hate sex, joy, and the human spirit?” “Oh. Because I believe in a non-physical deity who told me that if I hated them, I’d spend the rest of eternity in paradise.” It’s batshit crazy, right? But at least he’s sticking to his guns. Agree to disagree, whatever. But if you don’t believe that bullshit, then why the hell are you sitting around wondering what’s left? It’s because you DO believe that bullshit, you’re just too scared to admit it. Fuck, bro, you almost made it out - you saw through the lies and said, “Nope, fuck that.” But then you fell into the same old pattern of worrying about right and wrong, about patriotism and politics, about tolerance and government and fairness, about all measure of bullshit - all you’ve done is replaced the bullshit you know with the bullshit you don’t.
I’m not saying nothing matters, and fuck people who think that. What matters? YOU matter. Want to know the secret to being happy? It’s easy. I’ll tell you. Just do what makes you happy. Oh, shit, look at how easy that is! It’s like magic! TA-DA, BITCHES! Stop letting anyone tell you what ‘happiness’ is, or what should make you happy, or why you should be guilty for being happy. You know what happiness is. You know how to experience joy, or you would if you just let go of how everyone else has told you how to be.
Humanity isn’t an end, it’s a fork in the road, and you have two options: “Animal” and “Superman”. For some reason, people keep going left, the easy way, the way back to where we came from. Fuck 'em. Other people just stand there, staring at the signposts, as if they’re going to come alive and tell them what to do or something. Dude, the sign says fucking “SUPERMAN”. How much more of a clue do these assholes want? How does that not sound awesome? But they’re paralyzed by their fear - “But, that road looks hard to walk.” It IS hard, dipshit, but that’s what makes it worth it! Fuck.
Look, bro, time goes on forever; everything that can happen is going to happen, and then it’s going to happen again. Are you okay with that? Can you stomach the thought of living your life again and again, with no regrets? Not just stomach it; does that thought make you happy? If it doesn’t, then you’ve got some work to do. Here are some good places to start: Dance more often. Laugh at EVERYTHING. And above all else, Thyne own will be done, not anyone else’s. Anyone who tells you it’s not fair or it’s not right or that you should do anything you don’t want to is lying to you, and I promise you they’re miserable and mediocre. Be done with that. It’s not that you only get one life - if only it were that simple. You get more lives than you can imagine, but only one. fucking. chance. to define them for eternity. Stop wasting it. Go and live, now and forever!