God Has Spoken—Volumes of Silence

The example is set—intermittent millennia’s of silence, mixed with an occasional oddball, prophetic utterance of ambiguity, god has spoken by not speaking. The last few prophets, David Koresh, Marshall Applewhite, Jim Jones, and Joseph Smith, met their fate and still—the absence of gods will being done on earth as it is in heaven; or maybe this is it.

We are on our own here—and no amount of prayer or belief is going to change that. If there is a god who is a wise father, we would sleep in the beds we have made until every last human is wrung out with foul starvation and exhaustion. Extinction is after all, the final tally as the earth is “rolled together like a scroll” and the lights shut off.

If we are to survive (whether man made warming or not) when she starts to burn you better have a plan B. Where do we go, underground, underwater, or leave this rock for another?

This will be different than the ice age survival. Cave paintings from the period show hands with missing and shortened fingers suggestive of frostbite. This time it will be drawings of desertification, cracked soil, flames on already scorched earth scratched into the walls with animal rib cages, carcasses, and withered corn.

This is what the Christians pray for—thinking they’ll escape the trials through another man-made disaster (the rapture) while the heathens burn on the hell they’ve helped create with overuse and carelessness. There is no reason for an omnipotent rescue. None. His total power is never wielded for our benefit, only for his pleasure, or our demise, “if” there was such a thing as a god he’s liking what he sees. It is good…very good.

What shall we eat or drink when the flies and carcasses litter the parched earth? How will we grow food for 8 billion people on a The new Sahara’s of our world. The arctic region is having record fires. Billions of pounds of stored carbon being released from the massive peat bogs and forests on fire! Is this not a concern?

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unFaithing—Saving Humanity

The biggest regret of humanity—examining what we have done and how we have behaved after realizing there are no gods. This regret is typical of de-converts even now.

The earth is in turmoil—they do nothing but wait..for a supernatural…solution.

Life on earth is a race of beliefs—to appear correct (and word it just right) and accumulate enough stuff before we die, before there is no more—like a gas tank on empty, we press the pedal irresistibly harder. Maybe with enough speed the roads of overuse and will converge only after we’re done here.

Life non-earth—after the resurrection and the world is led by Jesus, we will no longer need this physical world—I guess it makes sense to trash it now. But this begs the question that Christianity loves to pose—what if you’re wrong? What if there is no god? Maybe we should err on the side of caution and be a little kinder.

Monotheistic Gaze

For over a thousand years of majority beliefs, Christianity has the world at a standstill. How long should we wait for the “truth” to achieve its objectives? The world is in a trance; unable to see past the focal seizure of belief. Neptune’s Dolphin used the term “monotheistic gaze”, but reminded me how unproductive daydreaming can be. Living in the past, hoping the future ends—if only we get the chance to watch the sinners burn...sigh

Imagine for a moment the promises of eternal life at the foot of a capricious master of cruelty—disconjugate gaze comes to mind as we try to imagine (then the common eye-roll) what to do for billions of eons while we worship in bliss—or else!

Do you trust a god that has already “repented” (changed his mind) about his creations. Did he not tire of men’s ability to ignore his demands and drown all but eight? Is this the same god that, after only one day of his time, just said “to hell with it”, and hit the reset button? Are you sure he won’t get bored with the whole “worship thing”—something he couldn’t possible need as an omnipotent being, nor want if he was a good one?

Someone that can curse his own child for not offering a blood sacrifice and burnt meat of his own creation, doesn’t get my vote.

“They tell us it is our sins that force Him to punish us. I will answer that God, according to yourselves, is not immutable, because the sins of men compel him to change his conduct in regard to them. Can a being who is sometimes irritated and sometimes appeased, be constantly the same?” —Jean Messlier

Other things that cause the gaze:

• Honoring attempted child sacrifice
• Circumcision as a covenant (male genital mutilation)
• Stories of virgin birth
• Burning and killing animals to please their creator

But, keep believing and you’ll get acclimated to the idea.

Chess Club vs Religious Faith

According to Chess.com, there are an estimated 600,000,000 active chess players in the world. There are various club styles and sizes, but through the modern ages, chess has maintained a relatively stable membership size. The tactics can be aggressive, and teach skills in strategy, memory, reasoning, and trickery. In the past 1500 years, there have been no chess related mass suicides, even though popular figures have been emulated and copied to achieve the highest understanding of the game. Thanks to the internet and the availability of high level competition, there are currently almost 1600 grand masters; The most in history. Differing opening styles of play like the Ruy Lopez, Sicilian Defense, and the Queens Gambit are copied and transformed by players into a sophisticated middle game the world over. Enter Religion.

Each sect begins with the same opening, but over time develop their own styles and middle game. The board becomes confusing, incoherent, incongruous with normal play or known styles of happy living, but the purveyors of the game insist that they know what they are doing. It is obvious going into the end game, that each of the 45,000 denominations are floundering in a checkers game, but insist they are still playing chess. They are using scrabble terminology to play spiritual ouija, and as confusion is their friend, they keep you at bay with guessing and grand terminology the normal person cannot keep up with and keep a regular job at the same time. Thank you Mel.

While the Koolaid is flat with inert, non beneficial ingredients and the the flavor confusing, the end game is still the same as a Jonestown child. Only now they are sipping their way to intellectual confusion and the death of reason using faith in nothing but religious wordiness and sophistry. Here’s to a quick end game.