Ever think gods just fucking with you?
 

Pretty self explanitory. Ever felt like he/she's just fucking with you for fun. If he/she is it's really twisted and messed up!

Ever since I was born.

We've all felt that way at one time or another. But things get better.

Every time I look in the mirror... Bastard!

Sometimes its like dangling a peice of meat in front of a hungry dog. As soon as you think everything's going your way, BAM everything gets fucked up.

Well from what I've read gods just sitting back watching the show... if anyone is screwing with you it'd be the devil..

Seems to especially like fucking with me...guess its cause i'm agnostic *shrug*

god= doesnt exist.. therefore.. no... he doesnt fuck with me!

god no

bad karma o yes that has been known to bite me in the ass

Last few days, man...they been one suck shot after another. Just when I think things have resolved...he/she throws another piece of crap in my direction...

Every Damn Day.

From killing my father the day before my senior prom to having me discover (at age 40, no less) I'm adopted at a time when all the people who had answers were dead, oh, I'd say he/she/it is fuckin' with me very well.

No; people fuck with themsleves.

That's one of the reasons I always got a kick out of Norse mythology-- they had a god who's specific purpose was to fuck with you. :D
And yeah, bad karma is no fun... stupid short person karma. *grumble* >_<

One day I was sitting at the beach, and then all of a sudden a spotlight fell down right beside me!
And then I was all like: Yo, God! Watch it.

yeah but ive got a pretty good seence of humor so i dont mind to much

Re: Ever think gods just fucking with you?
 

Nah, that would imply that I'm important enough for God to pay attention to. Frankly, I think he put the universe on autopilot some time back and now just sits around in his bathrobe eating fudgsicles. But he never gets fat because, hey, he's God.

I started to loose my hair when I was 14 years old. No guy needs to go through the later stages of puberty AND male pattern baldness together. I ended up wearing a toupee my senior year. At the time I was positive god was a dick...at best. I shaved my head freshman year of college and all is good. But some day, when god's not looking, reverse shambo baby...reverse shambo :lol:

Oh yeah...

I've had some of those days...whether it's god or bad karma.....they r there and i feel like giving up, then someone else has won so i just pick myself up and keep going.

:lol: lol . . . . . . . . *sigh*. . . . . yeah me too.

I agree.

I'm certain God is fucking with me! I think he put me on this planet for his own amusement! I hope he's having fun!

I think it is because he has a sense of humor and wants to see if we can hack it. If we cave and give up devil's influence if we fight on God eats it up. He only gives us as much as we can take after all, good or bad.

:) Indeed.
God isn't cruel. We are cruel to ourselves and each other by ignoring God. Why do we go around blaming others for what we do and what happens to us? God gave us free will to choose- but our choices aren't always the highest choices. Sit back and listen to yourself and realize you are the driver of your life- no one else.

I would like to be able to fuck with myself, how is this accomplished OshnSout? (devilish grin)

OshnSout- do i have an evil twin???
You must know, by that smirk on your face ;)

There would have to be a God first!

I believe there is a god and I don't believe that he fucks with you just to watch you suffer. I believe that he is a fair and just god. I also believe as my mother always said God will not give you anything you can't handle and all that he does to you will only make you stronger whether physically, mentally or spiritually.

There is a god.
He knows you more better than you will ever know yourself.
He is always placing obstacles out there for you to confront, overcome and learn from.
Sometimes it sucks, but as the old saying goes "that which does not kill you only makes you stronger"

Yeah...I keep thinking that...Then one of my best friends got thrown in a psych ward...Then she got out...and she's not crazy but never was. She's just real miserable cuz her parents are still trying to run her life...and you guys may argue that it's not my problem, but it really is. 'Cuz I care about all my friends and would do anything for them, I know they'd do the same.

Just because you can handle doesnt mean youre not being fucked with. Thats what the story of Job is all about, God and Lucifer made a bet to see how long it would take Job to crack under pressure. If thats not fucking with then what is?

Come to think about it....I'm thinking about Adam and Eve, God told them NOT to eat the forbidden fruit and they did and he boot their asses out of paradise.
the question is (are): Why didn't he place the tree OUT of their reach? since he already knows they gonna do the opposite of what he tells them. Why put it/make it there in the first place?
(just a thought btw)

I usually don't feel like I'm being messed with by God.

Although, I certainly did when I found out I was pregnant, stayed that way long enough to get excited, and then found out it wasn't to be after all. After all the explaining we had to do and people we had to talk to, to just have our child taken away? Seemed like fucking with me to me!

I think God is playing with me ever time I whack off. :D

I consider that me playing with God

:lol:

i've never ever done a thing for the weather cus the weather never ever did a thing for me

Exactly what I was thinking, you read my mind.
That type of shit happens to me all the time.

For example
Like playing a video game or PC game and I'm just about to beat the game after countless hours of playing, then for some reason at the perfect time. Power goes out or comp crashes or anything happens that totally screws it up. Same thing with school work or something just finishing and BAM, gone.

I was starting a little business with my comp, I was just starting to make some money and feeling good, BAM my house gets robbed with my computer with all my work in it.

Acne, finally get my face cleared up and BAM, huge break out of gaint white pimples. Usually always happens before a partry or a date or anything.

Just as I start realizing how lucky I am to have a loving family and mom and dad, with a nice house. BAM some bitch hooks up with my dad, parents get seperated. Bitch spends all of our money on Vegas and CRACK. We go into major debt, then forced to move out of our nice home, into a tiny in the ghetto pos house. My dad to this day is still with this Bitch and she has FIVE kids before she met him. WTF

Well, I do believe there is a serious amount of self-fucking when it comes to people in general.

However convincing all of them all the time about it is not that easy (there have been some success stories tho).

Perhaps another question along those lines is, if God is truly fucking with you, do you want to extract some revenge?

I would be perfectly happy to ignore God, just to find out after death that he or whatever was fucking with me and reply with: "Whatever."

I will admit that life isn't fair, nor logical in any form of debate (yeah, i don't give the philosophical angle too much credit), there are some things which are really not worth the effort. Getting revenge on God could only lead to silly outcomes, and most likely just waste your time.

So yeah, it may be true God is churning your life just for grins. But whether or not it affects your decisions is truly your own choice. That is how you can define your own happiness, if it exists.

For me, time is a great commodity. I can't afford to lose that much of it on revenge.

Porn is another matter, though.

I used to make bad decisions all the time. Like looking away from the road at the wrong time and BAM rear end some other driver. It would be easy for me to blame someone else, but I can't think a a single thing that has happened to me that wasn't my doing. Another example; I was moving into a rental house with a few buddies. The others went to a wedding and I decided to move a last bit of boxes by myself using my car. Just as I'm carrying a box into the house a couple of guys come running up with guns and drag me into the house. They spent the next hour beating on me and ransacking the house looking for the previous renter's drugs and money. In the end they left and I came out alright. The point is it was my fault, not Gods. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I made the decision to move into that house. I made the decision to move my boxes that night. All my trials and tribulations have been of my own making. Crap happens, deal with it and move on.

God is messing with me...my car got hit twice, I lost my job because of something my manger misunderstood, my grandma and grandpa die, I get hit in the head with a bat, some homo was using my social to collect unemployment so after I get my first unemployment check I stop getting money for 4 months.