"People get discouraged over love, finances, all sorts of things — and yet a brighter life could be awaiting them two months hence. We really never have more than we can bear — if we believe in God! Lack of endurance is our weakness. God loves bravery! Life constantly persists and renews itself, and we should not be so attached to our present form. Death is only the interval between two lives."
—Ivy Duce, What Am I Doing Here?
Ok, I have to say that I read this statement this morning and found myself, upon the assertion that "God loves bravery!" calling Ivy a B***H in capital letters. I know she's right . . . but Jesus Christ, Ivy, have a heart.
I really get so tired of all of you perky "Baba" people and your optimism. It's a full on assault to those of us who really hate this life/world/cesspool we call humanity. I'm glad there is at least one god out there who is extolling people to be "cheerful," but wtf. Where does it leave those of us who have post-traumatic stress disorder?? Somebody moves a squeaky chair in my kitchen too quickly, and I duck and cover!!! What do you think of THAT, Ivy??? How BRAVE am I supposed to be in the face of the evil chair squeak???? Ask Baba about that one. Because, I believe in Him, too. I just think He's an a**h*le.
I must admit that I am giggling madly right now, because I find it so fun to insult Baba and his tribe of do-gooders. I have been on the receiving end of these insults, many times, and I feel it is my karmic duty to even the score. I have seen the wrath in the eyes of those poor unfortunates who have had to listen to me say things like "Really, I'm telling you, this is compassion!!!" as I do something "mean" to them. I've been the big bad B***H (and worse) in ways Ivy could never imagine. So, take it on the chin, Ivy!!! And remember! "God loves bravery!!!" Especially when dealing with evil chairs.
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