More stuff a comming!

Back to it. Decided to re-invigorate the blog and post regularly again. Hope it goes swimmingly and is a bit better proof read than before. Pretty sure my grammar just sucked. Anyway....

So... Religion.

You're good, you go to heaven and live the good life (um, unlife?).
You're bad, you go to hell and become very unstable and constantly trip over so you keep getting new carpet burns and the old ones still haven't healed so the new ones just kind of compound on the old ones and they really hurt a lot and never stop bleeding (I have an odd vision of hell).
You're something else you go to purgatory and get really bored.

BUT...

Bible folks and the bible itself specifically states that Satan = bad. There's a few stories in that jumble of prose that have God and Satan squaring off in a battle of wits, most notably the book of Job. This story basically has Satan being all "I'ma do all this stuff to that guy Job who loves you lots and he'll stop loving you, TAKE THAT GOD!" And then God being all "Nuh-ah, Job will always love me cause he reckons I'm da shit. That's right Satan, he thinks I'm so good he doesn't even use real words when saying it."

Job's family dies, he got some gnarly diseases, lost all his money. All the while still thinking God was a top bloke. Presumably because Job was a puppy.

Anyway, my point is; If Satan is a bad guy, why is being evil and then being sent to hell such a bad thing? I'm a good guy, but lets say I wasn't and I went to hell. Wouldn't Satan be all, "Hey, guy. It's great to meet you, let's look back over your life." Then we sit down and watch a huge plasma or something with an HD-DVD of my life on it (Because HD-DVD went to hell right?). At some point I'd turn to Satan and say, "Damn! i totally killed that guy." Then we high five? If I have the same ideals as him, why would he want to torture and maim me?

Shouldn't Christians and the like be teaching that Satan is an employee of God who does the punishing?

Jimmy G.

P.S. more to come, just cause I forgot about the blog for awhile doesn't mean I'll... um... need deodorant and matches.