Not Long for this world

I am not currently sick or dying in the practical sense of battling a disease but we are all heading down the slippery slope toward our inevitable demise. We exist for the briefest moments in the universal time scale. We are blips on the radar of evolutionary progress. We are here and then we are gone. It is only the comfort of our tenuous grasp on consciousness that can steal us away from the fateful fabric that stands ready to smother the life from all of us. Regardless, I am happy and content.

The majority of the world's religious faiths suggest a different reality.That we are permitted an enlightened escapade dancing with the supernatural, twirling about in a dance macabre. All that is asked is a commitment to the unknowable, to become what Kierkegaard referred to as "Knights of Infinite Resignation". It is not enough to lead a simple life toiling and performing good deeds, there must be the leap of faith. A commitment to an entity, to a personality of undefinable qualities, I have come to the conclusion that the entity must be the deepest black, comprising all things, all ideas, all emotions, all of the perceptions and colors that define us and our existence encapsulated within it's opaqueness. Most suggest otherwise, that the supreme being is light, but that can't be possible because visible light is the tiniest sliver of the EM spectrum. The Lord of all must be the deepest blackest night and therefore the enemy of my life.

Sense

Rationalism sits outside the
event horizon of religious faith
forever testing the tension of it's
philosophical lure.
Sharpened to a point
piercing
the dead souls
of the faithful
with sense
and great
utility.

I am an atheist. This means that I do not believe that we have a personal relationship with a supernatural entity. Any relationship we feel exists is an illusion. Consequently there is no after life no eternal salvation or infinite damnation. The social groups we maintain are the source of our morality and there is no need to base our beliefs on the musings of ancient mythology.

This liberating point of view is incredibly beautiful and tragic in a way that cannot be matched by any creation story extended ad-nauseum. There is no comparison between the magnificent splendor
of our improbable existence on this pale blue dot and the savagery of the Gods of theism.
Explanations of phenomenon grounded in rationalism and free inquiry require discipline to explore and understand. Once in hand, the amazing interconnected wonder that is our world and our experience becomes a beautiful dialog, a spectacular vernacular, a heady trip into the depths of the unknown. Some say this means that there is no hope. That we are lost without the guiding hand of the ethereal father. That we are doomed to denigrate ourselves, that without theism only chaos will
rule. What are we to make of such accusations? Is it a truism that only by the Grace of God go I?

God is a euphemism. A fabricated personality to explain the currently unexplained. A face on both creation and destruction. A thing which can be referred too.An abstraction.But this reality of ours is real. Despite the postmodern attempts at arguing away objective reality, it does exist independent of us. We are quite insignificant relative to everything else in the universe. In universal timescale we are an afterthought. The eminent Dr.Sagan described it best, 13.7 billion years converted to a 365 day earth year, and humans show up the last 5 mins on the last day. How arrogant to pander to a belief that the world was created just for us. There is a special kind of sickness inherent in that world view that cannot be justified. It's human ego and hubris masquerading as humility.

For better or worse, our circumstances compel us to accept responsibility for our own destiny. We are free from the constraints and incoherence of a mysterious entity who requires our resignation to the master plan for all of humanity.

This blog is my intellectual journey and you, dear reader, are free to ride along.