Black and White

There is only black and white. The grey areas you just need to focus on more closely to see all the little bits of black and little bits of white that are all seperate.

Existence of God

No-on can prove beyond any doubt the existence on non-existence of god/gods. It doesn't matter. If there is a god/gods, it is obvious that all those of some sort of religious persuasion are worshipping the same god/gods in their own individual ways, and claiming to be worshipping 'the true deity'. And most of them are doing it in an incredibly stupid way. When you write a book, you write it to store thoughts, possibly to share, but you do it to serve a function. It function is rarely so futile as to hold down the pages of your next manuscript, which you intend to be of some purpose. Likewise, if a God exists and created humans with free will, intelligence and individualism, and he/she/it is truly all seeing all knowing, he would not have created humans for the incredibly boring task of telling him how great he is and paying homage to him. He doesn't need it, if he is infinitely wise, he wouldn't have created us as an overly complicated post it note to tell him he is great, if he's watching to see what happens, he'd no doubt get the shits with the boredom of it all, and be offended that people devote their entire lives to telling him exactly what he already knows.(I notice that I've digressed to he, it's to annoying trying to please everyone with every syllable so I won't, but I don't meant any malice by it) He'd want us to do something exciting. If you put your pet mouse in a maze and watch it, you don't want it to stare at you adoringly telling you how great you are in mouse speak, you want to see it explore this maze and find the limits of it environment. Likewise, if god does exist, he doesn't want us to be the boring mouse paying him homage and ignoring the vast maze he has put us in, he wants us to go out and explore it, test the limits and find out everything we can about our locality.
Now let's take the mouse in the maze situation and expand on it. Now it's a massive maze, monstrously huge, and with a vast number of mice in there(I'll go on to different colours sizes and sexes of them in another post). All the mice are at the beginning of the maze, staring up adoringly at the owner of the huge maze('god'). Organised religion are the mice on the outside who are scared by the vast unknowns around them, and in an effort to protect those mice on the inside of the group, gang up and push everyone to stare up at the big guy. They tell everyone looking out at the unknown areas that they're imagining things and that if they don't stare up at the big guy they're disrespecting him and won't get the cheese in the middle of the maze. They go on about this so much that they convince people that it's the only way it could be. Some mice go so far as to kill other mice that are trying to challenge and push the boundaries. They fight and argue with mice that are staring up at the reflection of the big guy in the glass of the mirror. They fight and argue with the mice that have had a good look at the big guy and now have their eyes closed and are focusing on the image in their minds. After the big guy has wandered off the keep facing the same direction or so they believe, they fight and argue about which direction they are facing, they fight over whether the big guy is still there or whether he's not, they wage mini mouse wars on mice with contradictory opinions. Over and over and over. So eventually, there are big opposing gangs of mice facing different directions, all trying to get all the other mice to face the same direction, fighting and arguing about it even though they really don't understand it. Then you have other mice who never saw what the other mice are looking at and reckon they're all full of shit. Then you have others who try to explore the maze but try and face the same direction as their gang of mice told them to, so their bumping into things, not knowing where they are heading, but feeling safe in the knowledge that they are facing their god even if they've never seen their god, and have only the words of others to go on. They feel really safe and don't care that they're wandering into the cats mouth because they've been good and done exactly the right thing so they know they'll be safe. Granted there are a few mice that have wandered off on their own and done their own thing, and are having a great time, and the god that they're paying no attention to is probably finding the activities of these mice far more entertaining and worthwhile of his time than the activities of the boring mice that are spending their entire time devoting themselves to the idea that if they behave exactly right, then they'll be rewarded. Only to find one day, that they've walked blind into the cat's mouth, and missed out on the cool stuff that their god put there for them to enjoy. You can't get the cheese unless you go looking for it.
Whether or not God exists is irrelevant. If he did create everything, he created EVERYTHING and means for us to explore and enjoy it and not spend our time focusing on him. If he doesn't exist, why is everyone looking for him and not enjoying what surrounds them.

Annoyance.

I think everyone should give me money for the 'greater good'. Before you press back listen to my reasoning. Everyday I go to work, I get up at the same time as millions of others - Already annoying greenies by turning on the lights(Non energy efficient bulbs), and heater on my way to the bathroom to have a shower. Once my ablutions are complete I annoy my wife by leaving a puddle on the bathroom floor (It's unavoidable really, but blame attaches regardless), which she will no doubt step in on her way to the shower in bare feet when it will be cold and start her day off on the wrong foot (terrible pun intended). Then I get dressed in my cheap suit and shirt which are probably made by Chinese sweatshop workers (Human rights activists are after me now), I wander off to the tube, where I then annoy everyone behind me by taking the last metro, then proceed to start my morning rugby match. This begins by trying to shoulder as many people as I can for being in my way down the escalators - (Lazy sods who stand there mostly - Who in turn shoulder someone else coming down and so on - It's exponential this stuff) and then fight my way onto the tube - Where the half dozen people with various parts of my anatomy shoved against them get annoyed by my presence in their grid square. Then at every subsequent stop annoy another dozen or so people who cannot actually fit on the tube because of my selfish desire to be on time for work, until finally I get to my station, barge my way out of the station through the scores of people whose heinous crime is to be between me and where I'm heading, and finally get to work, where I spend the day disappointing my boss, annoying my colleagues by humming random tunes (Girl from Ipanema mostly for some reason - I blame Westy) and upsetting customers by telling hem that I'm declining their credit because they ticked the wrong box and said they had been bankrupt instead of hadn't (That's their own fault, but they'll still be annoyed at me). There's also all those poor people who are in the right place to witness my daily ritual of standing at the front of the queue at some sandwich shop becoming totally over awed by the spectacular range of choice and faffing about for 2 or 3 minuts deciding exactly what I want for my lunch. Then I repeat my morning rugby match on the way home in the afternoon, annoying similar people, but very rarely the same ones that I had so successfully caused annoyance to that very morning. By the time I get home on any given evening, Apart from being annoyed at myself for doing such a boring pointless meaningless job that was sucking my life out through my eyeballs, I estimate that I have annoyed approximately 9 greenies (My shoe size is 9, so I suppose my carbon footprint is the same size, so I'm using that as a guide), 1 Wife (Although I'll give her 10 points for being very important), 16 Humanitarians (Same principal as greenies, but with my neck measurement instead), 150 commuters on the way to work at least, who'll probably all go kick puppies because I annoyed them so much, so add 150 puppies, 150 owners of puppies who just saw their puppy get kicked, 20 co-workers/customers etc, another 200 commuters on the way home (after a long day the BO picks up, and that annoys more people), and therefore another 400 puppies/puppy owners to go along with, making a total of 1105 annoyed people a day. That's 5525 People a week, and at least 265,000 people a year. Take into account that all these people will be that much more short tempered with everyone else they encounter on all of these days, and no doubt annoy a lot of those, I think it fair to claim that I annoy approximately 1,000,000 people a year (and that's a conservative estimate.) If I do that every year for 10 years, 10,000,000 people will be going bald/getting ulcers/drinking too much, BECAUSE OF ME! I can't afford not to go to work, so if all those people who are annoyed by me want me to stop annoying them, contact me and send me money, Once I have enough money, I will buy a place to live out in the country well away from anyone who might be annoyed by me and leave you all to your blissful lives without me annoying you...

Work

I'm bored.

And I'm a little upset that everyone has a blog but me.

So here's my blog.

Very exciting stuff isn't it.

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Everyone leave comments to make it look like I'm an interesting person who has a bog worth reading.

Yay me.

I'll start ranting later when my hangover subsides.