Dare Devils all of us.

We are dare devils all of us,
Jumping canyons and defying death,
All of us, each one of us simply by living are spitting in death's face.
We mock death with every heartbeat
with every breath we undermine death's ability to gain the upper hand.
Such silly hubris,
This is why we feel guilty,
It's because we realize that we have the selfish audacity to think it is our right as creatures to exist.
And so we create gods
Some of us only need one,
Gods and prophets that we can martyr,
Sacrifices on which we can hang our endless guilt,
You hang Jesus Christ and throw your stones and spears into his bleeding chest with every breath and impure thought.
An environment of misplaced accusation will eventually make man choose to act guilty in order to simply be congruent with his surroundings by which means he maintains his fair sanity.
Tithe and suffer and pray.
Daredevils I tell you,
Would you rather be crucified or would you rather crucify someone and have their blood on your hands or in your taste buds where guilt lives,
These are your choices,
Think hard.
Pray.