Believe.

Believe that I was a man. A man. If you must believe in anything at all. And I'm glad our Father left my wild years out of His book. Believe that I was a man.

The After.

Oh, there is nothing waiting for you when you die. You just cease to exist. No heaven, no hell, nothing. Trust me on this one, I would know. So live for today, tomorrow isn't a guarantee. Thank you for shopping.

Blasphemy.

This is where lost prayers go to die. This blog is meant to be an answer for you, the masses. So, read away and ask your questions.