Thursday, January 15, 2009

The Times I Wish I Believed in God or Fate...

There are times when you want to cry yourself to sleep. Times when a situation is so fucked up that there's really no hope for it, save praying to a deity who more than likely doesn't exist or wouldn't care about your concerns if you asked him...what's an atheist to do?

To be honest, I don't know. I've never really known, and I continue to not know. Instead of trying to spiel with whatever I might have, I'm going to just let Nick Cave say it for me. He's already got it down, perfectly:

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