Eat. Fuck. Die.

I'm too smart for God.

The creation of a higher power, or an omnipotent presence, seems silly to me. In biblical times, throngs of frightened people needed answers to questions no one could answer; What is a soul? What happens when we die? Who created man? etc.  It is my summation that God was a product of keeping the terrified masses from anarchy.  How can you demand order in a state of disorder and fear? The threat of consequence, that's how!  It is scary to think that there is an all-knowing being watching our every move, only to smite us if we fall out of line.

Mosquitoes don't go to Heaven....  Cows care not of time.... Cock Roaches know not of regret...

Heaven is the gratification for a rational animal that knows their life will end.  A spider knows to eat, mate, and not die.  It doesn't know that my size 10.5 is about to ruin its' weekend.  We, as humans, know that we expire, and we made up a happy place because we have no clue what happens after.  Where does the truth lie?

I don't know... and frankly, the spectre of death is something that rattles the FUCK out of my cage.  I'm not sure what will happen... but I do not accept that we were made from a rib in a magic garden, nor do I feel that the evolution from single cells to humans is anything less than divine.

I guess the point is that I will continue searching.  As for religion... If there is a God, why is there more than one religion?  But, if religion provides comfort, community, and purpose... well good for you.  I don't fear God, I don't hate spirituality.  I fear death.  I am a rational animal.  And I am going to die.