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"The world is going to die some day, and so are you. What are you going to do about it? What can you do about it? What will you do about it? We live on a wasteland. We bury people where children play. We scatter ashes over some of the most beautiful places in the world. We're truly disgusting. You should be sick of yourself. Suicides and homicides; accidents and neglect. We are all liars, never once speaking a word of the truth. We are all sinners, never guaranteed that spot in heaven church told you about. They tell you things like: 'You have a seat with you name on it in heaven.' 'You will have everything you could ever need or want.' Well, what they don't do is show you this proof. How do you know you have a spot in this so called heaven. Where is the evidence of all things you could ever need or want. What about you're desires. So many questions left unanswered. Sure, you people think about them, but you distract yourselves with other things. You preoccupy your mind with meaningless bullshit. Just like this god damned seminar. I'm trained to tell you these things. I'm bringing all your hopes down. It's my job. Why? Because I'm good at it. It's not about who's right or who's wrong, it's about who wins. You say Dr. Pepper is better than Pepsi? Well, I disagree. But here I am sidetracking you. I tell you about something I know is correct. Something I know is this so called truth. Now, who's thinking about soda? You're not. You're thinking about this new found truth. I've just won. So what if I'm a fuck up. I'm right, you're wrong. I just won the argument. We're all going to die someday. Life is so unexpected. If you knew how you would die, you'd be expecting it. Then you would fuck up. If you found out you were going to die in an airplane crash, you'd never get on an airplane now would you. Well maybe someone that died on September 11 knew they would die in a plane crash. Maybe they avoided flying all their life. Well, do you think they woke up thinking, 'Shit, I'm going to die today. A fucking passenger plane is going to fly into my fucking cubicle and fuck shit up. Fuck.' They lived their whole live avoiding airplanes just to die in a terrorist act. Maybe life is really planned out. Maybe you have a destination every single time you take a 'different' turn. Either way you're still dead"
I can't help but side with this man preaching to a crowded room. Not crowded with people, but crowded with silence and space. There can't be more than twenty-three of us sitting in this church, but shit, who would blame them with a crazy fuck like this in line to talk to us. I look to the woman closest to me and wonder what she's thinking. Could it be she's trying to change the way she lives, maybe be more spontaneous? From there my thoughts lead to how nice her tits are. Maybe I have a shot?
My thoughts come to a halt as the sound of a shotgun being fired obliterates the peaceful tranquility of this douchebag's speech. I don't even care who is dead, just as long as some strange fuck is dead.