I don't usually explain the meanings of my pictures, but....:

PEOPLE WHO HAVE NO DOUBTS ABOUT THINGS IN LIFE, ARE STUPID AND DANGEROUS.

Those kind of people are a threat to themselves, their relatives and society itself.

Everyone believes in what he/she chooses to believe in - no trouble there. But sadly, there are some people, who have been touched by religion so deeply that it makes them crazy as shit. They have reached such a dangerous level of stupidity that they truly have no doubts about their god or their holy books or anything else. Believe me, I wouldn't give a shit if it was only this...

but these maniacs completely forgot why religion exists in the first place - we are fucking people, goddammit! We are meant to live together on this planet in peace and harmony with each other - and I don't give a shit what one believes in; wether it's a god or a giant donkey it makes no difference. The only thing that matters is that this is our planet, our life! We do things to make it better... and when these psychoes go on preaching about how true their god's way is, and how big of a sheep (!) those are, who don't believe in 'God'... it just pisses me off.

It is not the point... and THAT'S what these blinded maniacs don't understand.

It's not the fucking point - wether I believe in anything... the point is that I'm tolerant and I don't force ANYONE to believe what I do. Yeah, I don't belive in any god, any bible, because I don't think any of that is true. That's my business. I don't have problems with any people that belive in a god, that's their business. But STUPID, intolerant assholes make me angry.

And sadly... there are so many of these... you wouldn't believe how much.

And these psychoes look at normal people as some lost souls who need their 'holy guidance' and shit. One of them said 'I can tell the difference between true and false' Well I say: HOW THE FUCK, MAN????? HOOOOW????? If you're so 'open-minded' as you say, how is it that you have no doubt about your god and your book?

These people refuse to think.

These people make me sick.

I ask you: If I'm happy with my life, I'm happy with who I am, I live in full harmony with myself and others... then, is it not ME who should be sorry for the real sheep?

Because I live.

And I do that happily, until someone tells me that I should dream instead.