Do not go gentle into the goodnight!

The plight of an agnostic!

All your life you questioned the existence of god, while all along ackowledging the existence of a higher power. Then revelation comes on a chilly november morning. You were right in the first place. There is but no god! It was all an elaborate sham. You a tiny part of a doll house of the little girl who had constructed this pretend world to cure boredom, loneliness or "God" only knows what.

Where do you go from there? The why tortures you! Why me? Why this? Why that? There are no easy answers, Yet,there wont be any closure without the answers. The child god wont/cant give you the answers. She neither has the time nor the care to answer to pretend play freinds. Maybe there can be no closure. The real answers may not provide closure.

What about the child? The toy world annoys her, she can and does make it disappear by wishes and a few short words. So in some sense she is a god. Its the faithful's fault to have kept faith in false idols in the first place.

What fills this godless vacuum? Can man live without a god... albeit a false one?

-thus sprung the ganges through the locks of rudra

@ Thursday, November 30, 2006