Do you know why I love blasphemy phone sex so fucking much? It isn’t just because I get to recount all of the times I defiled a church with my mere presence or corrupted a clergy and made them fuck me in the sanctuary with someone who is just as willing to sin and as morally tainted as I am, though I do love those sacrilegiously sordid trips down memory lane. Sometimes they can make my callers a little squeamish, though. No, I love to take blasphemy calls because I get to talk with folks who think that, because I live a dark and dangerous lifestyle, I don’t have a close and personal relationship with the lord.
It’s really funny when I get asked if I fear God’s wrath and worry about burning in hell for all of eternity. That ill-thought out question always makes me laugh. Nevermind the fact that there are hypocrites in every house of worship who live a life of rape or incest or murder while hiding it all under a pious mask of false purity while I uncompromisingly show the world who I am, only hiding enough to stay out of trouble and avoid the laws of man. Pretty sure that, in God’s eyes, I’m better than all of those people any of my fanatically religious callers associate with.
Here’s what they don’t understand… If God created everything with some sort of master plan in mind and doesn’t make any mistakes, then there’s a reason for all of us to be here. Most of those assholes hate gay people and think they need to die or dislike people who follow other religions and will call for their heads on a pike before actually taking the time to understand them.
Here’s a tip for any of you geniuses who might be reading this now; everyone who prays to a single god is praying to the same god no matter what name they call it. Don’t take things so literally, especially if they were written hundreds to thousands of years ago. How much do you think people knew about the world back then? I’m sure they didn’t realize that homosexuality exists in multiple animal species, not just humans. Personally, I think it’s just nature’s much needed population control, alongside natural disasters and murder. That last part is where people like myself fit into the mix.
Go ahead and test me if you want. The last unchristlike christian bitch who questioned me got a little more than an earful, she got stripped, whipped, fucked and crucified then left to bleed out in the middle of a little baptist church. I even made her a crown of thorns so she could feel what it’s like to be a true martyr instead of just a self important fuck pig with false faith and a personality to match.
