Anthropocentric

"Christianity came into existence in order to lighten the heart; but now it has first to burden the heart so as afterwards to be able to lighten it. Consequently it shall perish" [Friedrich Nietzsche] As the symbols of the metaphysics of the hangman are taken off the walls of our living rooms Humanity emancipates Christ statues fall and die of age Just like us: in/organic decay The myths of the martyrs have waned No longer do we mourn their loss Their children dance and play their games In the shadow of the great old white cross Wealth heals all wounds and alleviates any kind of pain The shroud of collective oblivion coats any individual scars The widows of the skepticals have passed away before they could retaliate And those who baptised the world with the sword have long been buried And have not arisen from their graves The guardians of righteousness have lost their immaculity The rise of the enlightenment has defeated Christianity But its legacy of submissiveness prevails in many brave man's heart and soul: The saddening conception that humanity cannot choose its own destiny With our lives based on the hope for salvation The humanist paradigm is nothing but a charade Condemned to inertia: a passive race We wait and contemplate And even in these days and age some people still believe That Earth is at the center of God's own universe And that man was made the 7th day, evolution is a myth And that even bones of ancient creatures are no evidence of the fact that we are not the end of the chain And they wont leave their ship That is sinking They refuse to leave their ship And while they spoke of grace and love, forgiveness from above They nailed thousands of non-believers to their crude symbol of love The myth that man is the crown of God's creation Breeds the excuse to deplete the Earth today The myth that man is the crown of God's creation Supports our present anthropocentric misconception

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Even if I did not believe in life If I lost my faith in the order of things Were convinced in fact that everything is a disorderly, damnable and devil-ridden chaos If I were struck by every horror of man's disillusionment Still I would want to live And having once tasted the cup I would not turn away from it Until I had drained it You are trying to save me But perhaps I am not lost Is an unworthy, uncaring father still entitled to the love and respect of his sons?

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

"Man is weaker and baser by nature than Thou hast believed him! By showing him so much respect, Thou didst, as it were, cease to feel for him, for Thou didst ask too much from him - Thou who hast loved him more than Thyself? Respecting him less, Thou wouldst have asked less of him. That would have been more like love, for his burden would have been lighter." [The Grand Inquisitor to Jesus, in Fjodor Dostoevsky "The Brothers Karamazov"] I had a dream which was not all a dream The sun was extinguished And the stars wandered darkling in space Rayless, and pathless And the icy Earth swung blind and blackened in the moonless air And men forgot their passions in the dread Of this their desolation; And all hearts were chilled into a selfish prayer for light: They did live by watchfires And the thrones of crowned kings Habitations of all things which dwell Were burnt for beacons Oh Lord, I lack the strength To turn and leave you There's no confidence In my hesitation Happy were those who dwelt in the eye of the volcanoes Their mountain-torch: A fearful hope was all the world contained Forests were set on fire But hour by hour they fell and faded The crackling trunks extinguished with a crash - And all was black The brows of men by the despairing light wore an unearthly aspect The flashes fell upon them; Some lay down and hid their eyes And some did rest Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smiled And vipers crawled And twined themselves among the multitude Hissing, but stingless They were slain for food A meal was bought with blood And each sate apart Gorging himself in gloom: No love was left

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

"They will cry aloud at last that the truth is not within Thee, for they could not have been left in greater confusion and suffering than Thou has caused, laying upon them so many cares and unanswerable problems. So that, in truth, Thou didst Thyself lay the foundation for the destruction of Thy kingdom, and noone is more to blame for it." [The Grand Inquisitor to Jesus, in Fjodor Dostoevsky "The Brothers Karamazov"] One is supposed to be submerged in belief Somehow by a miracle And from then on to swim in it As in the least ambiguous of elements And even just a glance towards land The thought that one perhaps might be there for something else as well as swimming Even the slightest impulse of our amphibious nature is sin! What they want is an eternal song over the waves in which reason has drowned

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

It is not for us to resolve things that are not of this world A world with God would be even more disturbing than a universe without him For if He tolerates atrocities If he condones such cruelty Who would want to worship such a maker anyway? They locked her up for 30 days In a dark room under the roof They broke her will with the cane She'll remember everything You are trying to save me, but perhaps I am not lost It is not God that I do not accept It's this world of God's, created by God, that I cannot agree to accept I dragged myself out to the Ocean And stared all night into the sky The only lights I saw were far below me: Black waters full of life I too lived on roots and locusts I too have been in the wilderness I too was striving to stand among They elect Among the strong and the powerful I too lived on roots and locusts I too prized the freedom with which Thou hast blessed us But I woke up and would not serve madness The kiss glows deep in his heart But the old man adheres to his idea I too lived on roots and locusts I too

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

"I think that if the Devil does not exist, and has therefore been created by man, then man has created him in his own likeness and image" [Ivan Karamazov, in Fjodor Dostoevsky "The Brothers Karamazov"] The Devil's sows in you A tiny grain of faith, And it will grow into an oak tree You will dine on locusts You'll wander in the wilderness to save your soul

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

The soul must have its chosen sewers to carry away its ordure This functions is performed by persons, professions, the fatherland the world Or for the really arrogant: by the Good God himself Christianity has been from the beginning Life's nausea and disgust with life Merely concealed behind Masked by, dressed up as faith in "another" or "better" life A casual stroll through the asylum shows that faith does not prove anything

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

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"Reasoning from the common course of nature, and without supposing any new interposition of the supreme cause, which ought always be excluded from philosophy; what is incorruptible must also be ingenerable. The soul, therefore, if immortal, existed before our birth: And if the former state of existence no wise concerned us, neither will the latter." [David Hume] There is no comfort in the idea of the eternal soul to me How could it live on without the experience of the colour of the sea? If Heaven was to be an empty white sphere Devoid of anything that you could taste or feel-without feeling need Then I take more comfort in the idea That one day my eyes will cease to see what's right there in front of me Are you prepared to face the one big question: Have you lived everyday as if it had been your last? If Heaven was to be a blank projection screen for all your most secret dreams: What would you see? What would you see? What would be on Heaven TV? What would you see? What would you see? All that you never dared All the things you were to scared to try You haven't lived everyday as if it had been your last The infamous inventors of eternity have ruled our lives long enough They refuse to see that we are animals We need to feed, fight, sleep and make love Have you lived everyday as if it had been your last? Have you lived everyday as if it had been your last? They refuse to see that we are animals We need to feed, fight, sleep and make love And I tell you one thing: When all you put on the table falls short of all your great promises Then I don't want my share in any of this

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

"Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh evil? Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God?" [Epicurus] "If God is omniscient, he must already know how he is going to intervene to change the course of history using his omnipotence. But that means he can't change his mind about his intervention which means he is not omnipotent" [Richard Dawkins] If He knew it all If He knew everything there is to be known Then that would mean that He would always know what to do next to change the course of history He could choose to suspend the laws of nature He would always know the past and the future But this would make his own knowledge untrue For if He knew everything He could not do anything different from what he knows And even if he could hear our prayers He could not encroach There's noone here who knows it all There's nothing there beyond the world we know There's noone here who knows it all Is there something there beyond the world we know? Christian morality has all the characters of a reaction; it is, in great part, a protest against Paganism. Its ideal is negative rather than positive; passive rather than action; innocence rather than Nobleness; Abstinence from Evil, rather than energetic Pursuit of Good: in its precepts (as has been well said) "thou shalt not" predominates unduly over "thou shalt." [John Stuart Mill]

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

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"I think that if the Devil does not exist, and has therefore been created by man, then man has created him in his own likeness and image" [Ivan Karamazov, in Fjodor Dostoevsky "The Brothers Karamazov"] The Devil's sows in you A tiny grain of faith, And it will grow into an oak tree You will dine on locusts You'll wander in the wilderness to save your soul

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

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