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I’m telling you I’ve had ENOUGH. ENOUGH.

SCREW BEING POLITICALLY CORRECT AND TOLERANT OF ALL RELIGION. If I were an American I’ll buy a BB Gun and nail it to my door so they’ll just LEAVE. ME. ALONE.

So it’s like that. This Jehovah’s Witness woman comes along to my house about every month to propagate her beliefs or whatever. I’m not interested in the least bit, but I thought it was only fair to give her chance and stuff.

So the first time she came around, she got me to get my bible where she PROMPTLY STARTED TO NEGATE ALL MY CHRISTIAN INTERPRETATIONS OF THE BIBLE. I would have just told her to screw off, but it didn’t seem nice cause she was all for religion and, I dunno, I don’t want her to lay cult curses on me and destroy my chakra or whatever.

So I just stood there patronisingly and even asking her questions as she went on and on about her beliefs and how I’m WRONG WRONG WRONG and living a life of sin and delusion and how I’m all misled cause I think God’s name is Jesus when in fact it’s something else.

This is where I lost patience. Because my faith is very personal. In fact I don’t even fully agree with certain rules and interpretations of christian churches. I don’t like technicalising religion, and one thing I detest the most is when someone tells me that my beliefs are wrong.

You know what? I don’t care if God is called Jesus, or Ted or Max or Julia. I don’t give a shit, alright? God to me is personal – someone I construct the basis of my principles on, someone I share everything I don’t tell with, someone I always believe is there as a model for me to be a better person. Cliched, but true. He’s someone who embodies love and pure kindness.

Surely not someone who’d make me spend afternoons bothering others and imposing my restrictive beliefs on. It pisses me off that she’s telling me I’m wrong, and that the world is ending because of our sins and my delusion.

After the first visit, I told her I’m not in the least bit interested, that I have nothing against her religion but that I’m strongly rooted to my own. But she pressed on, in the most intrusive and irritating manner, befitting a salesman. Which she kinda is.

I hate it. Evangelism is fine, because you want to share His love. But she’s SELLING him. As a form of duty. Not because she cares if I’ll be saved or not. No. She’s doing it to strengthen her church, and because it is part of her belief to spread this religion. Which is true also, for Christianity. But personally I don’t believe in pressing it upon others. Hard core evangelism never seemed right for me.

I’ve been subject to so many scary evangelistic activities. Once in primary school, a group of us out doing a project were conned by 2 women to sit still for 2 hours as they preached about God. They did NOTHING but harden my stance against organized religion.

You know what true evangelism is? It is showing, yourself as an example, the power of God. To show how you effect positive change on others, how you give unconditionally, how you pick yourself up when you fall. You don’t just tell stories about parted seas and lambs and burning bushes and expect converts.

You inspire. Only when someone believes in you, can they then believe in your faith, what. Right? Back to the point.

So the annoying Jehovah’s was back again, and my dumbtard sis opened the door. The first thing she asked me was if I read the magazines about JWs the last time she came. I shouldn’t even be feeling guilty that I didn’t, but I did. Feel guilty, I mean. That I didn’t. The equally as annoying woman behind her went ‘Na chu lai.’ Okay, waait. I entertained your unfounded housecalls, accepted your magazines to assauge your feelings of failure at propaganda, and now you’re acting like it’s your prerogative and my honor to have you at my door telling me things I would rather Not, and wasting half my life away?

And now you’re being bloody RUDE about it? I’m sorry, it is not me who invited you over. It was your God. I was in such disbelief of her manners I actually said, ‘What!?’

she repeated in that bitch voice, ‘Na chu lai.’ Bitch I WILL NOT NA CHU LAI. I WANT TO CUT YOUR FACE SO BAD. So I said I don’t have it anymore, which is true as well. AND HELL GUESS WHAT THEY DID. They had the cheek to give me that ‘Aiyo tsk tsk how could you.’ thing. Like it was a huge inconsiderate sin for me to have not recognized the importance of their One True God and just tossed it aside.

YOU KNOW WHAT? I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR RELIGIOUS, TERRITORIAL, TIME AND EMOTIONAL ASSAULTS. IF THEY COME. ONE. MORE. TIME, I’m complaining to the Town Council and I’ll have a restraining order put on that crowd.

Really, I don’t even care anymore that they’re a religious organization and that it’s mean for me to obstruct their desire to introduce their almighty GOD’S NAME IS NOT JESUS READ MY MAGAZINE SO YOU WILL STOP BEING DELUDED I AM ALMIGHTY JEHOVAHS WITNESSES AND YOU FAITHLESS ONE ARE NOTHING religion.

Screw off.