Now, wait a minute. Just believe? You've got to be
kidding me, right? Just believe? You're saying to me
that all I have to do is just believe that whoever is
the whatever of whatever, and I'll be saved from
hell-oblivion?

Why, for the love of all that is true, should I believe
that whoever is the whatever of whatever? Because
you said it? Why did you say it? Because someone
else said it? Why did they say it? Because someone
else said it? ... so on and so forth ...

*** SATIRE FOLLOWS - BE ADVISED ***

What if I were to say to you, believe that *I* am the
son of the almighty deity, as manifest in flesh, believe
in me and have eternal life or disbelieve and suffer
hell-oblivion? Would you believe it? Wouldn't you
think hey, this guy is cracked? Why, for the love of
all that is true, would you think *I* am cracked and
*YOUR* story of a guy from 2,000 years ago is
the *real deal* ???

Church/family influences/tradition/going along/
conforming at play rather than any desire to
discover the truth, here?

After all, based on the old story, untold numbers
were tortured and slain. I'm fresh and I insist on
no death for anyone, ever!

Cool, eh?

Oh well, such is life and don't worry, I don't want
you to treat me like the son of an almighty deity.
Give it a few decades and write some really creative
stories about me, then go for it (hey, it worked
before, why not give it a go again, but try to leave
off all the threats and blackmail stuff, OK?) ... (-:

*** SATIRE *** SATIRE *** SATIRE ***