I was on a roll. My arrogance and attitude only grew with the next writing: Let me begin, right off the proverbial bat, with what I consider to be the major impediment in this day, days past, and what I consider to be a good part of the foreseeable future, to all development (spiritual, intellectueal, moral, etc.) and necesssary eveolution of the world as we know it. This wall--this immoveable, overbearing, life destroying obstruction to change--is the church. Or, to be fair, all organized religion, as it exists today. I firmly believe that any group or organization that claims to be in possession of the one and only way to God can be no less than the one and only path away from that entity which they profess to love so much.
To take this, so called, heretical thought a step further, I would also go so far as to say that, if I believed in an absolute living, breathing, pulling-on-the-strings-of-humanity Satan, that it is organized religion (and much more to the point--Chritianity) that are the pupets with which he plays. By extension, it is the entire, blindly following, mass of humanity that suffers. I do, however, not believe in the eistence of Satan and therefore must specify what it is exactly that I believe we are being led away from, and too. I make no such pretentious claim as to there being a God up in the sky that is my personal savior. I find God to be creator of all things and, thereby, in and around all things. How can we possibly put a limit on something such as God? It seems to me the most arrogant thought to ever spring forth from human egoism to think that there is a bearded man sitting in the sky somewhere that spends his time looking down to me to help him make right all things in his universe. He is the creator of all. I presume nothing so vile as the divine fashioner of all that was, is, or ever shall be could have ever created anything wrong. Good and evil are simply the products of our human perception that allow us to attach labels to everything that we are not yet worthy of understanding. They are a way for us to look around and decide that we are better than all around us for doing, or not doing, certain things which we deem to be wrong. How is it that we could possibly attribute all things to God in one breath, and turn around t blame everything that does not fit our sense of right to Satan in the next? It simply cannot work that way. So by the term God I mean the absolute; The be all, and the end all; the very incomprehensibility of the universe itself. God follows no rules; has no commandments. He does not weep for the sinners, nor does he rejoice for the saints. He just is, and that is all. It is humanity that has created the pitfall of original sin to deal with the complex emotions that rage within, and the church that has capitalized through its propagation. They have spun a web of lies and half-truths based on the sympathetic notions of antiquity the likes of which could never have been accomplished save the inherent duality of human nature. While that web Wilts a little with every moment that passes over the face of this earth, I fear that the day when the veil of darkness that it provides will fall from the earth, exposing the simple truth beyond to the collective conscious of the world is not so close at hand. Now, after much rambling, I will get to the point with a question: "If my mother had run away from society and borne me on a mountain only to die from lack of medical attention, what would be the fate of my soul?" If the teachings of the church are true I would surely live my entire life, no matter how simple and pure, with the only purpose of filling a small void--reserved for me on the day I was born--in a fiery pit in Hell. I mean, I was born with original sin and--having no access to the proper accoutrements of the church and the beneficial guidance of the only true keepers of the key to heaven, ther is no possible way for me ever to be forgiven and thereby enter the kingdom of God--right? Wrong! Therein lised the trap that has destroyed more life on this earth than all cataclysmic occurrences since the beginning of time. It is a crime against humanity, this line of dependency we live by. It is no less than a license to kill issued directly by Satan himself. If I were the man on the mountain I would live as I had to, not as I wanted. I would have no need or desire for any of the material things that create all the horrible situations of this pallet. I would want only what I need, and if I could not find it I would die knowing only that it was time to go. Good and evil would never flicker their destructive flames in my mind and it is in that way only the true, absolute God can be found. So let the men who have murdered, raped, and pillaged the bodies and souls of this earth be damned, and every man who has ever professed that he is a man of God and then used his word against any other man be torn in the torrents of hell that exist within the confines of his own mind. I only wish there was a n actual pit for them to burn in for they are the only ones who deserve it. It is the greatest of sorrow's, for me, that this is surely not the case. Instead they will continue to fall through time, changing from one life to the next, and being afforded the chance to make all things right with the existence that they have so greatly wronged. I only hope that, as the weel takes its final turn, and infinity approaches its rebirth, we are all given the chance to know, all at once and with one understanding, the wrongs that each and every one of us must have committed in our turns. I do not, for one moment, pretend that I was never, in any of my previous incarnations, one of the very scoundrels tha I now so adamantly berate. All things being equal, I rather ere in favor of that notion for it would give reason to an otherwise inexplicable hatred that I feel rise up within me whenever I permit myself a thought on the topic. It would seem only fitting that I had been some sort of abominable peddler of lies in lifetime's gone by and that now--after many turns of the karmic wheel, I would look back with such disgust, and forward with such hope...
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