The god of fools is a fool just like them.

Anyone - your daddy or mine, your ancestor or mine, your god or mine - who bays for blood of "infidels" is an a***ole. And non-divine.

Your body may not be, but the quintessence your being and entity is made-up of, is forever.

By the time the Truth comes, you'd have been a sure-shot rascal, a long-gone bastard, a life-long sinner, but an ever-humble winner.

Bow, to know.

Those who love dogs, know something about God.

First of all, no messiahs are sent. Secondly, no messiah got it. Lastly, no messiah is. And if there ever was or is, maybe I too am it. As too is every dimwit.

For a spiritual being, to live and let live, should be a natural precept. It must come from within. If it does not, and one's fancied faith makes one devalue others of a differing religion, then, sorry; you know nothing about God. And you're as non-spiritual as sin.

If you seriously believe that your imaginary guy up in the sky told you to kill people of a differing faith and religion, your illusory pal is a dickhead. And of course and therefore, analogically speaking, so are you, shithead.