Thursday, March 30, 2017

I Do Not Fear Death

“I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.” - Mark Twain

This month April 26,  2017, I will be 80 years old. I too am looking forward to my own death coming soon. Indeed, I too do not fear 
death and just like Mark Twain, I too am looking forward to that same experience  having been dead myself for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.

In the meantime, I entirely agree with Robert G. Ingersoll. He wrote: "Happiness is the only good. The time to be happy is now. The place to be happy is here. The way to be happy is to make others also happy."
In the meantime, What is the scariest thing about coming out of the closet to be an atheist? Waiting for the lightning bolt to strike you dead. But it's also the best thing about coming out to be an atheist - there is never a lightning bolt to strike you dead!

                                                         Poch Suzara

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Let's Keep the Business of Religion Profitable as Always

To master temptation, let Christ master you.
                                       Phil Star, 3/29,2017

For my part, as an unbeliever of the faith, I
say this is all so childish, if not all so sickening.

To master temptation we must learn to laugh at
the devil out of existence. The same old devil always cahoots with Christ to keep the business of religion as profitable as ever.

In the meantime in our sick society of poverty, misery, greed, graft, crime and corruption, there is always something to be joyful for; as for me, I rejoice that I am no longer a Catholic.
                                                     Poch Suzara

Friday, March 17, 2017

Afraid of Going to Hell

It is so sickening to hear people admit that God is a God of mercy or a God of forgiveness who nevertheless had to create hell for the atheists to go to be eternally damned and punished after death. As if they do know where exactly hell is located; or, where hell is situated. As if they also know what mode of transportation to embark on to go to hell. In the meantime, how come my dead friends, dead associates, and dead relatives already  dead are still dead and peacefully buried in the cemetery?--- Poch Suzara

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

"In prayer God hears more  than your words - He listens to your heart."
                                           Phil Star, March 15, 2017

WOW! What a shallow-minded God! He does give a hoot why you are such a heartless product of your frightened parents at home. 
He does not give  hoot why are you such a heartless product of your frightened teachers 
in school. He does not give a hoot why you are such a heartless product of frightened priests 
 in church. He does not give a hoot why you
are such a heartless product of a sick society made sick with values and sick beliefs.

For my part, as a man of thought, as I am an atheist, I refuse to believe in the existence of such a shallow-minded God; and if there is a God who will damn me to hell after death for being an atheist, that's his problem, not mine.

Charlie Chaplin said it: "That's the trouble with the world. We all despise ourselves."

For my part, I say: "If we live in a troubled world, it is because of our sick prayers under our sick religious beliefs and values as inspired by the belief in the existence of a shallow-minded God."

                                                  Poch Suzara

Saturday, March 11, 2017

The Power of Thought versus the Fear of Thought

There is nothing more despicable in this world than the fear of thought. However, there is also nothing more precious and delightful in this world than the power of thought. - Poch Suzara Google, Facebook, Atheist.Republic

Friday, March 10, 2017

Bertrand Russell - my Kind of God

As a little boy in school, my priest-confessor often told me that I am not a perfect being. I should therefore always kneel down and ask God for the forgiveness of my defects. Indeed, that eventual obliteration will be a better way to achieve my salvation than my need to seek reconstruction.

Bertrand Russell arrived into my life after I was lucky enough to have been expelled out of La Salle high school. He said: “No one is perfect and we should never be bothered by the fact that we are not perfect.”

Russell also taught me to question everything including his own ideas and values. He wrote: "It is preoccupation with possessions, more than anything else, that prevents men from living freely and nobly." These words have not ceased to stir my mind and heart to this day. If there were ever a thinker I have learned to love and respect – such a thinker was Bertrand Russell. Indeed, Russell saved not my silly soul; he saved, instead, something far more precious - my intelligent and lively mind.

Much to my joys and pleasures and happiness in life, it was Bertrand Russell who introduced me to love and respect as well our own great thinker - Jose Rizal. None of my teachers in school taught me to see just how great a Filipino humanist/scientists was our own Dr. Jose Rizal.

Oh, Bertrand Russell, whenever you are - thank you for teaching me intellectual courage to face the horrors in nature. And thank you as well for making me realize that
our world is infested with religious insanity as always in cahoots with political stupidity; and that life is not worth living unless we struggle to wage war to defeat such horrors - horrors that's keeping our world misguided spiritually, misdirected morally, and sick economically. - Poch Suzara


Thursday, March 09, 2017

Julia Carreon

Julia Lagoc
Poch, saludo ako! I've just read your 2003 (35). Wow! It will take me weeks, even months to read all the blogs. So, forget about editing fees, forget about what I wrote the other day, pasted below. Gosh, I wonder when I'll get through, reading all those thought-provoking thoughts.

I got crazy with deadlines. After my swan song of a column last December, I was resolute to come up with a novel. Up to now, the title is still afloat in my mind.

Talking of floating, hey, don't get too serious. I fly in the wings of songs many times.