Why The Diety 'gods' You Serve Don't Answer Your Prayers

Don't get fiesty about the photo above. I ain't referring to the bald band guys.

Okay, you are a pagan and you serve a god who demands material things just to make one tuber of your yam look like the size of a car tyre. Look at you! (Feel like spinning your jaw, idiot!)

Now, what do you have? Wine. These gods just love wine. I wonder why. Now, you go ahead to give the god two gallons of wine. Take a look at that! Even if a man takes just one gallon of wine, would that person still be standing? And you want those gods to take two whole gallons of wine and still stay sober while they solve your problems?

See ehn, the gods are drunk. They can't solve your problems when you keep giving them wine. I wonder where they got their wisdom from, and they call themselves "wise elders". Lmfao!

Comments

Must Read Fiction Series: Curse of The Seventh Sword – The War of Two Realms: Chapter One – War

The fireball was launched into the air, and wailed angrily as it travelled towards its doomed destination. A trail of fiery light fell away behind it, and the light from the ball and its trail illuminated the land beneath them. The yellow light caught faces looking up at the ball in morbid fear. There was a gasp that travelled through the land and crossed the hardly distinct divide between ally and foe. The Fireball was a sight to behold, but its lifespan was agonizingly short. It wailed even louder as the force that binds, took hold of it and began reeling it faster and faster back down to earth. There were screams of terror among the ranks.