I have been talking a little more than usual lately about not believing in god. It's a little more complicated than just that. And though I may have some seriously dark questions about your religion, peoples' varied beliefs in Greater Powers is of no great driving concern to me. From my lofty perch here on clerkmanifesto, at the slumping podium with an old armchair on the banks of a muddy river at the end of an abandoned alley full of cats, in Internetland, I let loose my torrid proclamation:
Believe as you will.
But for me? There is no god. And god does not mind that I feel that way.
But this does not mean that I don't believe.
I believe in more things than you can shake a stick at!
I believe them with a fever.
And here is one:
The Universe is so large, and full of so many pieces, that some of them, one, at least, was made just for you.
You do not own it.
It is not yours.
It exists in full autonomy and independence, and it carries no debt.
But by some strange magic that is bigger than your overwhelming gods, it was made for you.
It's just one of those strange things I know.
On this day...
Because of this day...
I know.
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