Little people make tall claims. As being this-that avatar or messiah. Some even say they're God. Well, if they are, I'm their grand-pop.

Just like you silly bums, I have a personal sky god. I bow to him, as you do to your airy-fairy sod. He prefers I call him Mr. NOT.

Science is good, is not God.

Killing or eating animals is an act of beasts. Stirs within the devil. Sorry. It spurs evil. Thus is truth - at least the metaphysical.

As per the law of karma, that which is your meat today, this dear beloved animal will make mincemeat of you tomorrow. In another birth.

All humans are rogues. Cured only by death.

I had an enemy - myself. Getting rid of the ego-self, in came the Self. Now, here, there, everywhere is nothing else. Just One Self.

Were I but perfectly normal, I would just not be.

Remember, you are as dispensable as the most indispensable king of kings, the mighty lord of silly worldly men.

Live joyfully this life. Once gone, who knows if we ever get it back. Atheists think we do not. Mystics say you will. Either way, chill.

Till the time Mother Nature takes away what she had bestowed upon us for free - this wonderful gift, of life. Value it, while you have it.

Blind-believers and staunch atheists have the same god - namely, a self-deluded, one's own shadow's bot.

If your believed in book-told god is a silly sod, you too are.

Don't, but if at all, then, lie to the whole damn world - never to your own damn, silly stupid self.

You be good. That's your business. The rest, leave to God. That's his business.

If you do not grasp, intellectually or spiritually, the 'One' in All, you would've lived and died as your former self - ape, et all.

It's tough to get out of one's inherited imbecilic culture, and a thus inherited or endowed lunatic belief system. A freethinker must overcome every deadened system. Especially one's own.

Learn to accept life in toto. A perfect life is only in the dream world. This, my dear, with all it's heartaches, is it. Our world.

To live unhappily, is failing life.

On a supra human level, yeah, I got That Which Is. Yet on a simple human level, rare are times when either my left or my right foot is not in some kind of shit.

Humans, left to own misguided devices, scratches the Divine in the self as one would the lice, but remember to lick well all the vices.

If a religion asks one to kill another just because he or she follows not this ism, nor agrees with it; then, it's a hell-hole, worse than a prison. Run away, and far from it. As though your butt is on fire. And before you, yourself are imprisoned.

There's plenty of food, other than non-vegetarian, here, on this earth. So, don't hurt, kill and eat animals to increase your girth

No one dies pre-maturely. As is meant, happens naturally.

So, am I too, like all other humans, just a rogue? Sure! Just a notch less than those rascals wearing godly robes.

Most probably your belief system is screwed up. And so were your ancestors, before you. And now, maybe so are you. Overcome it, you!

If you follow a foolish ism, how are you an intelligent being?

Not God, but man-made gods kill, by self-will.

Humans are mostly kind only to their own-self, and their own. To another being, they're mostly indifferent, if not inhumane.

If your religion requires, as an article of faith, to hate people of other religions and faiths, you and your ism are screwed up, mate.

All personal god, yours or mine, are false. Unto existence nothing but an infinite oneness walks.

If you cannot insult a god, you yet do not "get" God.

If you do not want others to laugh at your inherited god and faith, then, do not follow a hateful and stupid, a man-made sod and ism, mate.

Until you get it that in reality you, and the enemy you hate, are identically and inseparably 'One', of a single make, you're one big silly mistake.

There is always a choice. Always. So do not say, you had no choice. Good or bad, doing it or not, is about you, not choices. Always.

Have faith in 'What Is'. You will get your due, good or not so good, to your liking or not, but in time, as it is meant to be.

Of course I love you. For real. I will sure come and personally meet you myself. Just to make sure you're well. When is your funeral?

Today religious nuts outnumber monkey nuts in the world.

Life is too short to bullshit.

I love all life as my own. Therefore, I say, you're my very own. But am I, an infidel who does not believe in your ism, also your own?