Thoughts on the Divine

I have no problem with God although I was pretty fed up with his followers, particularly the ones who renamed and manhandled me into the Organization. The All-Knowing Invisible Sky Friend: watching everything and everyone, passing judgment and granting the wishes for one's followers? You could not convince me to buy into it.

Understanding that the brain is generating thought, appreciation and occasionally solace out of only electrical impulses is no less wonderous. Science, beauty, and creativity are all the higher power.

Knowing that there is no One True God, no Heaven and no Hell, decomposing is what I look forward to every day. Even as I sit writing this, I am dying and rotting with the greatest pleasure.

There are those loved ones who have up and left the party without me; I like reflecting on the lessons, experience, and love. Why some love still reverberates long after the person has been reduced to ash still mystifies and delights me. Without it, I would have perished long ago. I've been loved.

Far too much damage has been done in the name of deities. Boiled down, most of it is badly disguised political maneuvering and selfishness.

Love, in all its flexibility and infinite capacity, is really is all there is. I'm good with that.