Mrs. Johnson: Dealing with Contemporary Atheism
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Ongoing, First published Apr 11, 2020
Mrs. Johnson doesn't believe in God. She is way too educated and enlightened to believe in such things, plus she is progressively liberal in her morals and stubbornly independent. Upon further questioning, I discovered that Mrs. Johnson had no good alternative explanations for the existence of what we experience as reality. Moreover, it appeared that she did not care and was content to never concern herself with such matters. She was of the general opinion that science had explained everything, and therefore God was totally unnecessary. To which I responded that scientists have done no such thing and are no closer to answering any of the questions that really matter. I informed her that science has no explanation for the origin of the universe. No explanation for the origin of the laws of physics. No explanation for the origin of life, and no explanation for the origin of information. Nor were they any closer to solving the hard problem of consciousness.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Johnson appeared visibly distressed and abruptly went on a rant about all the injustices and evils in the world, and how such injustices and evils made God a criminal and unworthy of her time and consideration. To which I reminded her that it is we that are breaking the commandments and not actually God, and that she had, in her own way, contributed to the breaking of these divine moral principles of right behavior probably every day of her life. At this point, Mrs. Johnson said that she did not have the time for such nonsense and was too busy to indulge in pointless superstitions. After this, she briskly walked away. These days, I encounter Mrs. Johnson everywhere. Her views and prejudices are universal.
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They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.